Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so carefully written
As life is craftily laden.
The hope of lovers,
With the fear of fevers.
The joy of new breath,
With the anguish of death.
The story isn't over quite yet,
Characters we haven't met.
The twisted road to life
Is sometimes paved with strife.
I can only tell you my story,
With you as my friend,
Just a tale of you and me
Till that last page says,
"The end."
Life has many ups and downs,
Loving smiles and also frowns.
Good e
Dosti ka rista hota hai khas , Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .
Jo deti hai har kadam par sa
Honsala Toot raha ho agar jeevan me…
maayusi ne agar daaman thaam liya…
Me
Can't you see
The pain in my eyes?
But this is me
And my life.
If you hold me close
Y
Woh yaad aaye bhulate bhulate,
dil ke zakham ubhar aaye chhupate chhupate,
sikhay
