Truth


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

Once in your life you make the friends that are true
Nothing else matters except what's between them and you
You don't know if anyone has ever before felt this way
For them you breathed, you wanted to be alive everyday
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You'd put up with anything if it meant you got to see each of their faces
Here you are writing your life story and they are the basis
You know what's right and no one else can see
They're your world, everything you want your life to be
Not even sure if they feel the same way for you
Your stuck with this feeling what can you do?
Things are changing you don't feel the love anymore
You need to figure things out and get to the core
You're missing the feeling you used to love to feel
Your lost and your heart is confused how to deal
There's nothing else left to do but to move on
The feeling is no longer there but now you're uncertain whether you really wanted it gone.

-Jessica E. Villa
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ITIHAS ON ME NAAM LIKHA MERA DESH

यारा प्यारा मेरा देश,

सजा – संवार

Descending Trousers

Oh, dear,

Oh, my gosh,

I hope that no one saw,

I wish that I could laugh,

Very Special Friends

We didn't grow up together.

We didn't start as friends.

When we first got togethe

NAZAR MILI

Aaj fir humari nazare mili

Vo mujhe dekhkar muskurane lagi

Uske hotho ki hasi muj

Believe In Yourself
Believe in yourself and you can achieve,
Things you never thought possible.
Believe in yoursel

JAB AKELA HOTA HUN

Jab akela hota hoon, rula jaati hain unki yaaedin.

Fir wohi beeti baatein yaad dila jaati

Broken Like Me

I see a sea of faces,

many I have never met,

but yet I feel compassion for them.<

Tumhari Sau Galtiyan

 

Tumhari achchai bahut achchi lagti hai,

Tumhari burai bahut buri lagti hai

Tera intezaar hai

Naram labon ki jo chhooe hai dastak

Pehloo me koi gulzar hai

Fir hai Mohabbat us

A Time To Talk

When a friend calls to me from the road

And slows his horse to a meaning walk,

I

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