24th year

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

Merely a boy 24 years old,
Mysteries of life, stories untold.

24 summers made me grow,
Memories of 24 winters pass to and fro.

I still discover what lies beneath
My roles played in the stories underneath.

Am I what I am, but what am I;
The name,the presence or the soul so high?

Other poetry

If I Were To Write A Poem

If I were to write a poem,

It would be a fantastic piece of art,

Many people woul

Choti choti baat pe

Ab kadwi lage aisi baat 

Bade hotey-hotey ham sacchai ki rah se bhatakne lag jate ha

Climb Every Mountain

Everyone's got a big mountain to climb,

All those with an incurable illness.

Each

AGAR CHAL BHI JAYE TO KYA HAI

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We Wear The Mask

We wear the mask that grins and lies,

It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—

Why You're My Friend

You are mine till the end.

I love you because you're my friend.

You were so kind

mera tiranga rehne do

khub behti he ,

aman ki ganga behne do...

mat felao desh me danga rehne do....

You Will Never See Me Fall

You may see me struggle,

but you won't see me fall.

Regardless if I'm weak or not

He'll Never Know

I want to run, I want to hide

From all the pain he caused inside.

I want to screa

me fariyad karta hun

मैं लिखता हूँ,

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