Tu kyu chahe kal ko dekhna
Kyu roye tu kal ki baat par
Ye safar hai zindagi ka
Na ulja kar tu har baat me
Tu hai is pal to hai sab tera
Jis pal tu nahi tab kya hai tera
Khusi tu chahe har pal
Par tu khoya hai kal ke raaz me
Ye tin kaal ka khel chal raha
Tu khel apne aaj me
Na kar kal ki chinta wo hai aaj ke haath me
I am not that bad plz don’t hate me my dear
I also gets hurt but I hide my tears
At the middle of the night I cried out my fears
You find me rude but trust me my heart is clear..
I am not that bad Plz don’t hate me my dear
Blink of an eye
And everything changed
From summer to sudden rain
From bestfriends to just a friend
From I’ll be there to plz msg me back
Just a blink of an eye
And life changed…
Yu aankhe bandh na kar raahi
Savera bas hone hi wala hai
Thoda sa honsla rakho mann mein apne
Haar ko bhi Haar ke chale hi jaana hai
Yu mayush na ho zindagi ke safar se
Kohra bas hatne hi wala hai
Andheri raato mein bhi
Tu taaro ki chamak ko dekh
Tera shara tuje khud hi ban-na hai
Tu manzil ko saamne rakh kar to dekh
Tere har sapne ko sach hokar hi rehna hai.
Your sorrows Your happiness
Your struggle with laziness
The sky with endless space
All your thoughts that you wanna escape
Your desired for all access
But you end with emptiness
You messed up with everyone else
You faced the reality
You lived in restlessness
You learned the lessons
From your first pain to your last gain.
Your life is just happened with yourself..
I wanted a perfect ending.
Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end.
Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next..
He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much
Who has enjoyed the trust of pure women, the respect of intelligent men and the love of little children;
Who has filled his niche and accomplished his task;
Who has never lacked appreciation of Earth’s beauty or failed to express it;
Who has left the world better than he found it,
Whether an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul;
Who has always looked for the best in others and given them the best he had;
Whose life was an inspiration;
Whose memory a benediction.
― Bessie Anderson Stanley