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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Everyone's got a big mountain to climb,

All those with an incurable illness.

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Zindgi ke bahumulya

जिंदगी के बहुमूल्य पल बन जाते हैं, लम

ZINDAGI BHI KYA ZINDAGI HAI

woh zindagi bhi kya zindagi hogi

jisme zindagi hi naa **

koi gam nhi

aur

HAR NAZAARA RANGIN HO JATA HAI

Jab tu banke humsafar mera sath deta hai,

Har mushkil safar asaan ho jata hain.

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DHALTA SURAJ

Shaam ka dhalta sooraj hu main

Halki iss aag mei sulagta hu main

Raat ka andhera

ESA DIN NA AY TUMHARE BAGAIR REHNE KA

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To My Beautiful Fiance

Love is beautiful and great.

When you find the right person, it will be fate.

My

EK SAINIK NE KYA KHUB KAHA HAI

Ek Sainik Ne Kya Khoob Kaha Hai...

Kisi Gajare Ki Khushbu Ko Mehakta Chhod Aaya Hu,

Lady In My Life

Her long black hair blowing in the wind

I slowly kiss her soft black skin

The way

When You Will Notice Me..

 

What do I have to do to get you to notice me?

Change my hair, the way I wa

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