एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
Halfway down the stairs
Is a stair
Where I sit.
There isn't any
O
I don't believe in taking excess risks,
But a person can be excessively careful, too.
हरी भरी धरती हो
नीला आसमान रहे
Childhood friends? I hope we still are.
Years have put space between us and now you seem
tears hanging under my eyelashes
im watcing ur way in the path of clowds
my tears doesn't come down untill u come
मोम की मानिंद, कैसे पिघल-पिघल जाते है
The grass needs cutting,
I must mend the gate.
I'm expecting a parcel,
I
I hear eating.
I hear drinking.
I hear music.
I hear laugh
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
