The Life....


Posted on 17th Jan 2020 03:16 pm by rohit kumar

 

Life is curved

in the shape of a flower,

a curved trajectory

that loops back on itself

repeatedly until the

last petal falls.

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Tum hara nidnay hi tey karta hai

Bahut se log keahte hai ki hum,

Karmo ke adhin hai ,kuchh kehtae hai 

Ki hum

Doggy Heaven

All doggies go to heaven (or so I've been told).

They run and play along the streets of G

dharam apne bhasha ki izat karte hai

अपने धर्म, देश, भाषा की, जो इज़्ज़त करत

HUM BADAL NA NAHI CHAHTE

हम राह को बदलना नहीं चाहते हैं,

हम

Before I...

Before I became strong, I knew what it was like

To be weak,

How difficult it is t

ajnabee the or ajnabee hai

मेरी आँखो का हर आँसू तेरे प्यार की नि

SUB KHATRE ME

ना मुसलमान खतरे में है, ना हिन्दू खतर

KYA DOGE TUM IJAZAT HAME

KYA DOGE TUM IJAZAT HME APNE PASS

 AANE KI..... KYA MILEGI MOHLAT 

WAQT

After The Party

It's getting late, I must go

I had a beer where did it go

I had to pee. I know it

DOSTI KA RISHTA

कहते हैं कि दोस्ती का रिश्ता,

बडाह

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