Ah Dearest, canst thou tell me why
The Rose should be so pale?
And why the azure Violet
Should wither in the vale?
And why the Lark should, in the cloud,
So sorrowfully sing?
And why from loveliest balsam-buds
A scent of death should spring?
And why the Sun upon the mead
So chillingly should frown?
And why the Earth should, like a grave,
Be mouldering and brown?
And why is it that I, myself,
So languishing should be?
And why is it, my Heart-of-Hearts,
That thou forsakest me?
-Heinrich Heine
gairoon ki baat kun karte ho
tum gairoon ki baath karte ho,
From My Heart
A million stars up in the sky.
A Man In The Jar
I once knew a man who lived in a jar.
My Special Friend For You
God blessed me one sunny day.
Colours Of Life!! (on Holi)
A child is born in pinka bundle of white fur deep in winkplays with all the greens in parkwhich always brings them lots of spark.when a child sees something Reddont know why he feels so glad? Blue is
Kaash do Dil hote
Kaash kahin esa hota k, do dil hote seeny main,
A Friend Smile..
When someone's having a bad day,
Broken Wings
Wings of wax will melt and fall apart,
Being A Friend
We have something that holds us together,
VO BHARAT DESH HAI MERA
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