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
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
My eyes meet his,
Our hands touch,
Then our lips,
We are no longer on ear
Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoon
Pyar bhre shbdo se koi paigaam likhta hoon
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
<दिल के इस दर्द को क्या अंजाम दूँ
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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.
I have waited quite a long time to get old,
So I think I should try to enjoy it.
ITIHAS ON ME NAAM LIKHA MERA DESH
यारा प्यारा मेरा देश,
सजा – संवार
Shaam tak jhoojh, sab bhool ke paseena baha…
Thak bhi Raha hai to Maa ka maayus ch
