A Book of Verse


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

A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou
Beside me singing in the wilderness -
Ah, wilderness were paradise now!

-Omar Khayyam

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My Empty, Broken Heart

 My empty, broken heart is left in the pouring rain to soak up   my tears. 

While You Weren't Here

While you weren't here

I cried every night.

A million tears fell,

Still,

MUSKURANE KI WAJHA

Humare Muskurane ki Wajah Tum Ho,

Hamare Zindagi ka Matlab Tum Ho,

Agar Chor Diya

HAR CHAHAT SE IZHAR HAI MERA

Hum sare waadon ko nibhayenge

Zindagi ko safal banayenge

Tum jo sang bane raho

Time is Sleeping

Time is sleeping.
Sand will be the last thing remaining,
Sand that covers planets,

KUCHH LOG JADA JANTE HAI

कुछ लोग जो ज़्यादा जानते हैं, इन्सान

HAR RISHTA NIBHANA JANTI HAI MAA

सुलाने के लिए मुझको, तो खुद ही जागती र

I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star

I wished for your love on a shooting star

and didn't think my wish would get too far.

First Kiss...

We sat

And talked

About nothing

I looked

Into

Your eyes

If Alok Nath was in Dhoom3

What if Alok Nath was in Dhoom 3:
Bande Hain Hum Sanskari
Hum Pe Kiska Zor
Sans

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