Saturday, 27 December 2008

Descendants


My family my tree
Deep rooted in my heritage
My family my tree
Who I'm the fruit of her
My family fair sky
Where my sun always shine
My family there are my roots
Where I got MIne and me
My family is my word
My family is my blood
My family is my fine touch
My family
is big heart
Who love with no hurt
My family is my love
for that love I love
And I hate
What I hate so
My family is my moral code
MY culture
And my bank acount
Never been out of cash
My family is my fortess
And my fortune
My family is not
fall out of fishion
My family face
is always fancy
My family is what
You never know
me with out
MY color
My conscious
And my concept of art




Tuesday, 2 December 2008

Barish...It's Raining",",","


Is dharti ki khusboo maan ko hai bhati,
aur saanso mein khushi si bas jaati,
Bhura hua rang is mitti ka,
Bheegon ne hume tu jo chali aati.

Patton pe saje os ki boondein,
Apne pyaar ko yehh panchi doondhein,
Khushiyo se bhar gaya hai yeh jahan,
Le lo mazza, aankho ko moondein.

Lovers sitting together,
Cuddling up each other,
Spreading love, kissing,
they thank this weather.

Par ek kone me baithi ek jaan hai,
Na mann kahi uska, na kahi dhyaan hai,
nakaam pyaar me thi woh udas,
Tute hue saare uske armaan hai.

There is love spread everywhere,
And the beauty of naturely care,
Only few have wrong reasons to bless rain,
as they hide their lonely tears of pain.