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)
No matter what happens in my life,
Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,
Whatever befalls
If you must go, then go for a while
Remember that the first step is a hard traveled mile.
When I am hurt
And broken apart,
When I have no purpose in life,
You tell
Kuch Uljhe Sawalo Se Darta Hai Dil,
Jane Kyun Tanhai Mein Bikharta Hai Dil,
Kisi
Khokar apne aap ko Kya Koi door jaa paya hai,
Jhuthe naam ke khatir khud ko bhulaya hai
My love for her is a roaring fire.
She's all I ever did or will desire.
Without h
Give me your loving,
give me your heart,
give me everything we won't be apart.
चलो फिर से बच्चे बन जाते हैं
लौट कर
दिल ये मेरा दिल है खिलौना नहीं
मुझ
लाल रक्त से धरा नहाई,
श्वेत नभ पर ल
