Hidden in the attic,
all the way upstairs,
is something very special,
that I would like to share.
My hopes,
my dreams,
old photographs,
of good times and bad times that make me laugh.
The joy of a hug,
the thrill of a kiss,
leaves me to remember the pure, simple bliss.
I cry for the fun,
and giggle for the pain,
I enjoyed the good life I was able to maintain.
The thoughts and wishes,
they all stay with me,
all of these contained in my book of memories.
(Kathleen Sheppard)
boyfriens ki marzi kaa intzaar
उनकी मर्ज़ी हो तो वो हम से बात करते है&
तुम्हे सच में फर्क नहीं पड़ता,
मेरे
I think your sweet, your smiles the best
your laugh bring flutters to my chest
yo
When I am born, you are here
In your eye, I see a tear
Time flies and already I'm
sadeav apni chhoti se chhoti
galtiyon se bachne ki koshish karen
kunki ek g
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
It's the memories of you I have
That make any grey sky turn blue
And lets me know
Tere khoobsurat aankhon mein aansoo achche nahin lagte,
Chaahe jitnaa bhi
किशमिश सी जलती मस्तियाँ लपट- झपट उठता
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
