I don’t know enough about anything
to be anybody but a stranger.
Isn’t that what a respectful visitor
would say to a worried host?
Of course, we kept our daughters out of sight,
but we found no fault with him—
say this of me, I’ll find no fault with you
when I am asked about your country.
ये तो फूल है जिन्दगी की राहों को महका
जहाँ डाल-डाल पर सोने की चिड़िया करती
We sat
And talked
About nothing
I looked
Into
Your eyes
Take me back to those simpler times
When all I sang were nursery rhymes,
When ste
दूसरा पाकिस्तान कहलाया था|
सरहद न
पहले दोस्त, दोस्त की मदद करता था दोस्
You were like the sun who brought light
Into my cold, dark, and lifeless night.
Y
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
I know how it is to need money--
As much as I can get;
My teenager goes to the ma
Sometimes you may think you're alone,
And your feelings make you seem like a clone.
