QUEST


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

From where does the power come
That turns a soft cool breeze
Into a raging storm?

How do the circumstances appear
The wind sweeps off the sand
O Aeolus! thy art in dunes perform..

Chaos in the silent sea
Echoes the uproars
The boundaries modify and reform

Do they hold it within or
A force beckons them
When their path is objected
They tend to transform?!
~~payal~~

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You can take me on a holiday

but I prefer to sit at home

you can buy me chocolate

ajnabee the or ajnabee hai

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Brown Eyes

I've always used words to describe him

In my mind.

I guess that's why I've found

ve kar jise sakte nahi

हो गये एक आन में उनके बुरे दिन भी भले

KYA FARK PADTA HAI

कोई सब कहे, कोई चुप रहे,

तो कोई छाँव,

Am Not Really 60

 That's not my age; it's just not true.

 My heart is young; the time just flew.

My Only One
going through our memories
that's always what I do
coz that's all you've left me
just memor

The Happiest Day Of My Life

The happiest day of my life

Was when I first laid eyes on you

For you were like a

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Humare Muskurane ki Wajah Tum Ho,

Hamare Zindagi ka Matlab Tum Ho,

Agar Chor Diya

KHUD KO HEE DHOONDTA HUN

Tere kareeb aur tujhse door hone ke baad,

Jaha jaha sath chale wo raaste dhoondti hu

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