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Greed.....

When we were born with no possession.

The love received was our concession.

No wo

My Life....

All of my life

I was living in a lie.

It seems that my childhood

has flow

chhoti se chhoti galti

sadeav apni chhoti se chhoti 

galtiyon se bachne ki koshish karen

kunki ek g

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

My Melody..

Amazing and beautiful,

not a flower or a tree.

Much prettier than that,

a

A Minute
Every one young or old
Needs someone to listen
As their stories are told

The difference

CINDY WILLIAMS GUTIÉRREZ

MERI PRATHNA

विपदाओं से रक्षा करो – यह न मेरी प्रà

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and

tumse jab bate shuru hui

उस एक दिन जब बातें शुरू हुई तुमसे लगा à

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