CINDY WILLIAMS GUTIÉRREZ


Posted on 24th Feb 2020 04:18 pm by sangeeta

what my body knows

is not a lie it’s not

a lie i tell you it is not

it’s nothing short of truth

and nothing larger

my past lodges

in my marrow and if

i wanted a transplant

there’d be no match

others’ sorrows dwarf

my petty traumas still

these bones are mine

when they creak

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The past is the past for a reason.

That is where it is supposed to stay,

But some

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A friend is someone we turn to

when our spirits need a lift,

A friend is someone

NAZAR MILI

Aaj fir humari nazare mili

Vo mujhe dekhkar muskurane lagi

Uske hotho ki hasi muj

Kuch baten hum se

Kuch Baatein Hum Se Suna Karo,

Kuch Baatein Hum Se Kiya Karo,

 

Mujh

MATI MERE DESH KI

नदी, झील, झरनों की झाँकी मनमोहक है,

Hurt And Pain

Hurt and pain.

There's much to gain.

Peace and love.

It's all the same.

PAKE TUMKO KHONA NAHI HAI......

PAKE TUMKO KHONA NAHI HAI......

JIINE SE PHLE MRNA NHI HAI.....

KASOOR HAI ITNA H

Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond

somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond

any experience, your eyes have their sile

Seeking Peace

I am broken,

Shattered into irreparable pieces.

Who is going to save me?

Sachi dosti ko ek rishta mil jata hai

प्यार को मत समझो पूरा

उसका पहला अक

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