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I do not want to rush the time, But I will make everyting in a perfect line. Time and fate will go hand-in-hand. This will let us know if we are really on both land.
We live in ignorance; the truth we don’t find, We forget that we are the soul, not the body and mind. The God that we seek in a temple or a church, Inside our own hearts – a place we don’t search.
We are running out of our life,And ironically says what we do is, To live peacefully,But who are we and what is life? We are our hearts.We are our wishes.
I know that reaching my goal is very tough, The world follows a calm tide, While I choose a road that is rough. Yet, I’ll dream, with the hope that someday,.
Truth should have been kept away, Thou going astray would be a hidden play, But had to say, had to confess, Only one is the winner at the play of chess, and to say sorry, when there’s no chance.
Day by day her beauty fades, No one noticed except her, Every day in her life constantly proved her she is a loser, Dawn always breaks with a bad news for her
When I went to hospital to see my Aunt, I was shocked and sad.In her room all patients were helpless. I could feel their pain. This Hindi poem is all about hospital life.
A poetry reflecting the farewell thoughts of the little princess Kunti as she tearfully sets her newborn son Karna floating in the rivers of Ganga.
This hindi poem highlights the feelings of a poetess when she was in a dilemma that whether she walks hand to hand with this society or not . And at last she decided to go with it.
Vision provides strength, While sight provides relaxation, Strength from vision, Pave the way to success. Vision without hard work is a dream, Vision without action is a time pass.