Tor late tare bhi hum unke liye
us nile aasman se,
Mit jate hain nafrat bhi
If I were to write a poem,
It would be a fantastic piece of art,
Many people woul
It's that look in your eye.
It's the smile on your face
That makes time slip by,<
The Indian Serenade
I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing lo
The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
When we converse, it's just surface stuff;
We say some words, but is it en
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
How do you wait
At least 3 years
For a possible soul mate
But have no fea
