Wings of wax will melt and fall apart,
But what if they are a true reflection of what's in my heart?
Weak, easily discouraged, and without pride,
My escape to freedom denied
I can never spread my wings and fly.
I will never know the feeling of the sky,
For these broken wings keep me grounded
And trapped with the memories of how they once sounded.
They used to be so beautiful and proud,
But now they hang around me like a black shroud,
Reminding me of my once known glory
And how this is just another sad story.
These wings are torn and tattered, no longer able to carry me.
My heart, unable to dream of the possibility of being free
And my soul, now a deep black abyss
Waits silently for death's blissful kiss.
Tere jaisa yaar kahan
Kahan tere jaisa yarana..
Yaa
Kya khub likha hai kisi ne Kya khub
likha hai kisi ne, bakhsh deta hai
&nbs
Saanso mei basne laga hai tu
Neendo mei jagane laga hai tu
Duao mei aane laga hai
Time is slow, time is fast.
It never stops, but it always lasts.
It's time for be
Maa ke hath se bane hue tiffin ko hum ab bhi nahin bhul paate hain
“Maa teri
