A Summer Song
When as the rye reach to the chin,
And chopcherry, chopcherry ripe within,
Strawberries swimmi
When first we touched,
My heart flew high,
On gossamer wings through a cloudless
Hope is in the springtime,
When the first bird of the year chirps.
When the first
Zindagi kabhi hasati hai, kabhi rulati hai,
Kabhi khushi deti hai, kabhi gam de jaati hai
Watan Ke Liye Apni Parwah Mat Kar
Hawaaon Se Lehrna Hai Toh
Faisle Ka Intzaar Mat Kar
Watan Ki Aabro
हर शाम किसी के लिए सुहानी नही होती
Didn't want a battle,
Yet you declared war,
Each knock you gave me made me strong
Monday I was angry with the sun.
It was always in my eyes - no fun.
Tuesday I was
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
Hame to Apno Ne Luta....!!!!
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