There is a majestic quality
In everyone for all to see.
Some keep it hidden, some never realize
The magnificence they hold in others' eyes.
Ah, yes, life itself is the gift.
Though the memory, itself, Time doth sift.
And some might think the reverence gone
As those we love one by one pass on.
But the intricacies Fate doth weave
In commemoration for all who grieve.
Are the blessings given to rebirth
From souls no-longer of this earth.
At first notice I came undone,
My father staring at me through my son.
But, now, in joy I ascertain
Through him, my father lives again.
I look to heavens' resounding grace
Renewed appreciation of life and my place.
Knowing as each newborn child opens their eyes
The miracle continues, no one really dies.
(Michael Anderson)
साथ हमारा हो ना हो,लेकिन मिलना तो बस म
KYA DOGE TUM IJAZAT HME APNE PASS
AANE KI..... KYA MILEGI MOHLAT
WAQT
तुम आओ तो
इस बार लौट कर मत जाना।
To keep your marriage brimming
With love in the loving cup,
Whe
We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
makaan jale to bima le sakte hai!
sapne jale to kya kiya jaay..
sher dahade to bh
मेरी प्यार माँ तू कितनी प्यारी है माँ
dosti wo nahi jo jaan deti hai
dosti wo bhi nahi jo muskan deti ha
Like a daisy in the sun,
she's my friend, she's no.1,
she is as sweet as a chocol
If ice cream could be grown on the treetop,
Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.
