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ek bewafa ka intzaar

हम तुम्हारे फोन का इंतज़ार करते है <

My Dearest Love

I see you in my thoughts and dreams.

When I awake, how real it seems.

You aren't

The Stuff I Served My Teacher
The stuff I served my teacher
was pretty, fairly gross!
Like rotten eggs and lumpy milk

A New Beginning
Something happened to me when our relationship died,
Something happened to me right when we said

CHAND KO DEKHKAR

Chand Ko Dekhkar Bhi Subha Nhi Hoti,

Dard Ka Pinjar Bna Hai, Mera Suna Janha,

Kit

Desh Hame Deta Hain Sab Kuchh
Desh hame deta hai sab kuchh
Hum bhi to kuchh dena sikhen
Suraj hame roshni deta
Hawa

desh bhakti

देश लूटने की खातिर पग-पग पर दुश्मन बै

Silent Noon
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,--
...The finger-points look through like rosy blooms

Missing A Friend When I'm Locked Up

Another month has come,

But you're still so far away.

You're always in my heart

Sometimes I Get Lonely

Sometimes I get lonely

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