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)
Meri zindgi ki kahani hi khatm ho gai,
jab pyar se bola unhone i m sorry.
hajaaro
I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look aro
दोस्ती
प्यार का मीठा दरिया है,पुक
You say you're afraid of being alone.
You can't do a thing on your own.
You don't
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
I remember when I was small and cool,
I was always playing truant from school.
My
Wo bachapan achha tha
Ye jawaani haar gai School k din ache the
Ye college ki eng
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
कुमकुम से करें तिलक तेरा तु प्रीत से
I sit here waiting
waiting for you to see
that time is running out
come o
