Thats my home

A place where someone still thinks of you...that's called a home

ना दीवारों से, ना दरवाजों से |
ना चूले से, ना चीरागों से |
घर बनता है यादों की साथ से,
और सच होते सपनो की सेज से |

I am.....

I am but a lonely star,
Shining bright; a sparkling sight,
Never to know it wasn't my light.

I am but a blooming rose,
Crimson red; a fragrant head,
Never to know the thorns I bred.

I am but a gushing stream,
Crystal clear; a sound so dear,
Never to know my end lay near.

I am but a smiling kid,
Innocence pure; a soothing cure,
Never to know my purpose for sure.

I am but a flying bird,
Soaring high; touching the sky,
Never to know beneath a hunter lie.

I am but a trapped soul,
Beautiful core; dampened on the shore,
Never to know am needed ihr more.

I am but a hidden treasure,
Value profound; riches abound,
Never to know when I'd be found.

I am what I am,
A unique art; with a living heart,
Never to know......


Ever to know my life has a new start!!!!