Ek khusiyon ka dariya h sene
me....ek ghar bhi h sise( glass)
ka ....ham pyar me dil bechne
bathe ...or wo puchne kitne
ka...dil dhadakta h uske lea ...or
sase chalti h uske sath....kuch
khas h wo mere lea...or wo
puche iska raj....kis barish me
m bhegguga m ab ...kiss
samandar ko par lagau...ek
pathar se mangu use ...ya
chadar peer pe chadhau... Mile
mujhe wo meri baho me ...or
khwabon me mujhe sajae ...ek
dil bharke dekhen mujhe
wo ....or sapno me khi kho jae
...
Yes i felt broken
like a bad dream I couldnt be woken
I love to see you smile
but times have changend, its been a while
sense the last time we sene eachother
I am starting to believe you love another
sun rise sun set
some times I wish we never met
I would never get angry or sad
about some one I never had
but thats a wish I would never make
because thats a risk to high to take
to lose someone like you
I hope that never comes true
Follow teh riretrucks down teh road.
Three miles is as far as you'll
Have to go.
Nearly 100 volunteers at the
Sene of the violent firestorm.
20 acrs and and 22 thougsand gallons
Of water used.
The heartbreak of that day
Tasted more bitter than ever known.
The slowly falling of the house,
Made me choke down the rock,
In my throat as I swallowed.
The unbelievable sight sounded as if
Two cars had colladid at a high rate of speed.
The devastation came,
But has yet to leave.
Clean up had to come,
And brought the harsh burnt smell.
So overwhelming,
Would have made your stomach turn,
As would rotten food.
We dug and searched,
To find what maybe left.
The full remains,
Were only of a few items.
Two plates, coins, destroyed jewelry,
and an elephant,
Was all that was found.
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