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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WO HUMDUM NAYI BEDAD KARTE HAI
इलाही ख़ैर! वो हरदम नई बेदाद करते हैं,

Tere pyar mein

Tere pyar mein khudko aisa khoya,

Na Din Mein Soya Na Raat mein Roya,

Ab To unki

BAS THODI DER

बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे

I Am In Love With You

It's the way you say I love you and the way you hold my hand.

There's just so much about

kuchh pal ki bate

कोई मैं में उलझा है तो कोई तू उलझा है

Life's Own Battle

Didn't want a battle,

Yet you declared war,

Each knock you gave me made me strong

To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace

I have been lucky enough to feel your touch

You are my love and to me you mean so much

kya hai zindgi

kabhi gam, to kabhi khushi hai zindi

kabhi dhup, to kabhi chhav hai zindgi

kudrat

Lost Love..

I still love you.

we were friends with him

when he introduced me to you.

TUMHARI MUSKAN HO MERA JIWAN

जिस क्षण तुम मुझे स्वयं से अलग करो,

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