I'll plant a row of daisy seeds,
In the space below each eye,
So they'll remind you of your beauty,
When they bloom each time you cry.
loki bolla sun ri muli,
kahan chali tu dukheli dukheli
The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some
हो गये एक आन में उनके बुरे दिन भी भले
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
आज तिरंगा फहराता है अपनी
कहते हैं ज़िन्दगी का दूसरा नाम इम्तिह
Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?
You poison me with your eyes,
Your lips curving, drawing me in.
How can you trust
तबसे अब में खूब,मचा विकास का जनादेश !
