Hope in hearts to shine in new roles
Gloom in eyes to miss the old zones
Memories that bring smile on lips
Faces that are missed in time of dips
Few eyes are innocent with tears
Some hearts are struggling with fears
Though farewells are time to cheers
Heart still longs moments with peers
Your face is my soothing balmIn times of distress it makes me calm Your hands are my guiding batonThey hold me when my confidence is
Life Is blissful when Filled with EmpathyLife Is awry when Filled with Enmity Life Is joyous when Full of EnergyLife Is enchanting when Filled with
रब ने साँचा एक मन से गढ़ा,प्रेम और ममता से उसको मढ़ा ।कह दिया कि तुम्हें संसार सजाना है,पर यह रह गया कि रिश्ता ख़ुद
बसंत के इस मौसम में चारों ओर रंग बिखरे हुए हैं। घर की बालकनी से बाहर देखो तो हर ओर बसंत की छाप झलकती हैं।
“I will never make it again”, she announced. Her attempt to make the dish has not turned good. Or as per her it was failure.
“Tears are the summer showers to the soul”, said Alfred Austin. While Alfred might have said from his own point, but if I have to
