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

Other poetry

Your Wounds

Time doesn’t heal wounds

to make you forget.

 

It doesn’

TIRANGA JISKI YAAD KE LIY

जिनकी दृढ़ता से उन्नत है आज हिमालय

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TUMKO PAKAR TUMHI KO KHONA,

TUMKO PAKAR TUMHI KO KHONA,

MAIN JANU DIL ROTA HAI. . . . .

PATHAR DIL SE PYAR KA

desh hame pyara hai

 

यह देश हमारा है, हमारा है हमारा

APNA HAR DARD CHHUPAYA

Zindgi se apna har dard chupa lena

Khushi na sahi gam gale laga lena

Koi agar kah

Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?

You poison me with your eyes,

Your lips curving, drawing me in.

How can you trust

MAA KI SAHANSHILTA

बड़ी ही जतन से पाला है माँ ने

हर एक �

Serenade
So sweet the hour, so calm the time,
I feel it more than half a crime,
When Nature sleeps and

Back To Strangers

We started as strangers.

We fell and became lovers.

We started with a, "Hi,"

Friend
Friend

You and I are friends
You laugh, I laugh
You cry, I cry

You scream, I scr