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Soonapan (Desolation)

In aankhon ka soonapan samjhe na koi, In aankhon ke ashkon ko,pani samjhe har koi.. Jisko dhundti hun har chehre mein, woh hi ab mera nahin,mera nahin..

Kaise ho gya yeh sb,kahan kho gaye tum, Kab ho gaye raaste juda humare,kab ho gaye juda tum..

Ye judai ka gum,ab sehna hai jindagi bhar, Aasha hai mann mein phir bhi,ki kal jarur hogi seher,hogi seher..

Bus pyaar hi to maangti hun main, Kya yeh hi bann gayi meri khataa..

Kyun karte ho sitam mujhpe itne, kya ho gayi mujhse aisi khata,aisi khata..

Baharon ka mausam,ab na aata hai, Kyun is dil ko koi itna dukhata hai, Is dil ko kiya tha bs tumhare hi naam, kabhi na subh hone wali hui hai yeh kaisi shaam,kaisi shaam..

Duniya lagti hai ab dushman apni, Saath kisi ka na bhaega ab kabhi..

tumne saath nibhane ka kiya tha vaada, apne vaadon se mukarne walon mein se to, tum the kabhi nahin,kabhi nahin...

Posted by Shweta Bisht on 15 Jun, 2012 16:50:43

A Character

I marvel how Nature could ever find space For so many strange contrasts in one human face: There's thought and no thought, and there's paleness and bloom And bustle and sluggishness, pleasure and gloom. There's weakness, and strength both redundant and vain; Such strength as, if ever affliction and pain Could pierce through a temper that's soft to disease, Would be rational peace--a philosopher's ease. There's indifference, alike when he fails or succeeds, And attention full ten times as much as there needs; Pride where there's no envy, there's so much of joy; And mildness, and spirit both forward and coy. There's freedom, and sometimes a diffident stare Of shame scarcely seeming to know that she's there, There's virtue, the title it surely may claim, Yet wants heaven knows what to be worthy the name. This picture from nature may seem to depart, Yet the Man would at once run away with your heart; And I for five centuries right gladly would be Such an odd such a kind happy creature as he.

Posted by Mr. Pedant on 18 Mar, 2012 04:56:04

Papa Ki Pari

Papa ki pyari hu main, ek nanhi pari hu main, chand taro ko chhuna, sauk hai mera bhut purana........Bandh ske bandhan jo, bna nhi hai ab tk wo, bna hai mere lie jo, ab tk nhi mila h wo....... Mujhko pana hai muskil, hai phoolo jaisa mera dil, aa kr dhoodh le jahaan me, khule aakash ki ptang hu mai.......Dil ki sunugi, aise-waise ko n chunugi, mera jo hoga, kuchh aisa hoga........Mummy ko mere khega mummy, papa ko mere papa, jo pyar bnkar dil me rhega, usse khugi HAAN HAAN HAAN........Papa ki pyari hu main, ek nanhi pari hu main........

Posted by divya singh on 15 Feb, 2012 03:17:15

Fragrance of Friendship

Life is a garden Good friends are the flowers And times spent together Life’s happiest hours………
And friendship like flowers blooms ever more fair when carefully tended by dear friends who care.......

Posted by Neha Singh on 15 Feb, 2012 02:43:31