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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desh hame pyara hai

 

यह देश हमारा है, हमारा है हमारा

Apney hisse ka diya khud jalaana hoga...

Khawahish Se Nahi Girtey Phal Jholi Mein
Waqt Ki Shakh Ko Mere Dost Hilana Hoga
Kuch

Never Want To Say Goodbye

I think of her and our time together,

And the tears come to my eye.

I never wante

Trials In Life

Sometimes you may think you're alone,

And your feelings make you seem like a clone.

dosti ka rishta

Dosti ka rista hota hai khas ,

Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .

Jo deti hai har kada

Hansti thi hansaati thi... Mujhko pagal bnati thi...

Hansti thi hansaati thi,
dil ko bahut bhati thi,
dekh dekh sarmaati thi,
phir a

Unhappy..

I want to love again,

but my heart will not obey.

I want to be happy,

but

Meri Priya ki ankhen kahin se nahi

मेरी प्रिया की आँखें कहीं से नहीं है �

We Wear The Mask

We wear the mask that grins and lies,

It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—

I'm Sorry For Hurting You

I'm sorry for hurting you, like the way I do

I'm sorry for the hurtful things I always sa