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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MERE DIL KA CHAMAN

वो मेरी भारत माँ, मेरा प्यारा वतन।

Best Friends Are Angels, That God Sent Along

If someone asked what's a best friend?

I'd have to say someone who's there 'til the bitte

log kehte hai jamin par kisi ko khuda nahi milta

लोग कहते हैं ज़मीं पर किसी को खुदा नह

A Geezer's Gripings

I'm getting older, nature deems.

I'm coming apart at the seams.

The things that n

I'm Getting Lonely

It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely

Wishing someone would sit down and hold me

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