Love what a magical word.. When comes in mind it changes everyone’s world. Sometimes i wonder why we say it magical May be its the power which make it mystical Its the supremacy that make anyone perceive That he can do any thing for whom he believe
Its the love that father work hard in depth And nurture his family until his last breath
Its the power that a mother makes best of circumstances No matter what would be the consequences
Its love that when a girl see at sky staring infinite stars She would think of him no matters how far they are
Its love that a brother always ready to fight for his sis Doesn’t matter how frail he is.
Yes i think that’s why we call it magical Coz in world full of self -centred individual There is some one, some where who just think about you..!!! Like life is so simple
Love is a treasure chest. Nestles in the chest, Holds kindness, and care. Soft as flower, Often weeps, and wilts. Yet, strong as steel. Weathers winds of storm A wonder it becomes! The Taj, an emperor’s dream. His queen’s home!
I like Solitude ….. Together I was wondering how secured I am Together I was wondering how safe I am Together I was wondering how much blessed I am Together I was wondering how much cared I am Together I
Love Some say love is having compassion for those who cannot fight for themselves and trying to fight for them Others say love is remembering always to say “I love you”, “I’m so sorry” or “thank you” or “have a