Beauty is truth’s smile
when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.
Beauty is in the ideal of perfect harmony
which is in the universal being;
truth the perfect comprehension of the universal mind
✍ Tagore
Beauty is truth’s smile
when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.
Beauty is in the ideal of perfect harmony
which is in the universal being;
truth the perfect comprehension of the universal mind
✍ Tagore
Najane khudse khud hi q Hai khafa
Jeene Ki umeede chod di kitni dafa
Apne sb ho rhe yaha bewafa
Maut se v yeh guzarish Ah jaa tu ek dafa
Raate kitne kaat te khayalaato me
Dekhte bin soye sapne hum kitne
Chot itne she Hai ab tak Ki she Ni honge kisi ne v utne
Har gum ko dabalete U Ki koi gum hi Ni
Zinda toh h fir v lgta khud me zinda toh hum v ni
Hai yeh Jahan or Apne saare
Fir v hum toh U baithe haare haare
Bdi khubsurat h Teri Kripa
Uparwale waah re