My Dream

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

MY dream, a vagabond,
Hovering in endless woe;
Wings tattered like a cloth,
Searching for the color of joy.
My dream, a vagabond,
With a long to taste azure topazes in the sky.

-Tri N Tran

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Aag Bahut Si Baki Hain

 

भारत क्यों तेरी साँसों के, स्वर

Babe When You Hold Me

Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear

Just how much you mean to me while we

chalo fir se hum bache ban jate hai
होम-वर्क की डांट से बचने के बहाने बनात�

wo dot kahan gum gay

ना जाने वो दोस्त कहां गुम हो गया जिसक�

TERE INTEZAR SE MOHABBAT KI HAI

तेरे लिबास से मोहब्बत की हैं,

तेरे

The Feeling Of Emptiness

I look into a broken mirror,

I seek to see why I am still living.

when I look aro

nafrat kabhi bhi mat karna

Nafrat Kabhi Na Karna Hum Se,

Ye hum Kabi na Seh Payein Gey,

Ek bar keh Dena hums

Thank You..

Thank you

For loving me true,

For being no one but you,

For holding my ha

Keep On Smiling

If at times you feel you want to cry

And life seems such a trial,

Above the cloud

Stress Effect Life

Stress is eating at me every minute and second of the day, how do I cope with the horrible effect