मैं लिखता हूँ,
कागज और कलम से प्यार करता हूँ,
भूख – प्यास के साथ तकरार करता हूँ,
हर पल तेरी मौजूदगी का एहसास करता हूँ,
बेरूखी हवाओं में भी तेरी रूह से ऐतवार करता हूँ,
बेमौसम की तनहाई में खुद से बात करता हूँ,
रात – दिन तेरी यादों के साथ फरियाद करता हूँ,
Look at that deer
Man I am craving a beer
He has a nice rack
It is enough
Her long black hair blowing in the wind
I slowly kiss her soft black skin
The way
I know there's something great in me,
Something I struggle to find.
The days and
I shuffled down the hallway
Trying to stay out of view
Peeking down the walkway
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
Love is beautiful and great.
When you find the right person, it will be fate.
My
I have waited quite a long time to get old,
So I think I should try to enjoy it.
Have you ever met someone you think about
every night and every day,
someone so b
जो चोट खाकर बैठे है वो शायर बन बैठे है<
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
