Chandreeka Groodoyal

Sunshine of a love Breathes on the shoulder of a lover Whispers the sounds of that sweet lover's voice Dreams of the day that voice will awaken her Hoping that lover will stay Praying he won't walk away. Sunshine of a love Standing by his lover Breathing that lover's breath Dreaming that lover's dream Hoping that lover will stay Praying she won't ever walk away. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need by sun and candle-light I love thee freely as men strive for right; I love thee purely, as they

     Koi waqt purana yaad aya , Phir durr suhana yaad yaya , Or chupkay se In dewaron pe , Kuch likh kar jana yaad aaya , Tera milna neend ki chaaon mein , Or Sir rakh dena kandhay par , Mera yeh  kehna koi dekh na Le , Tera Wo Ghabrana Yaad Aaya , Aisa bhi tu aksar hota tha , Mein tujhko chorne jata tha , Barish ki bheegi raaton mein , Tera hanth hilana yaad aaya , Wo waqt gaya betay lamhe , Ab har janib tanhai hai , Bass ek hi manzar ankhon mein , Tera chor ke Jana yaad aaya ,

Haan hum bewafa sahi par itna mujhe batao, Joh bewafa nahi hai aissa koi shaksh dikhao, Haan mein jaanta hoon apne kissi se bahot waffa ki baat  ki hai, Par  kya apne khud se koi waffa ki hai...

                                                         SHIRDI SAI

                                                           JAI MATA DI

                                   Hope is the thing with feathers  That perches in the soul,  And sings the tune — without the words,  And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard;  And sore must be the storm  That could abash the little bird  That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chillest land,  And on the strangest sea;  Yet, never, in extremity,  It asked a crumb of me.