Poetry: Remember Saran

Remember Saran

The way of life,

How much will mitru.

Because of a little special,

The enemy knows it will.

Sajana relatives, dear heart,

Closest friends, no matter nonetheless.

With joy and anxiety of mind in danger,

The truth is, you do not say at any time.

Beso well ati advantage,

Majhare the vanity.

At the end of the purite,

Kahare difficult grief.

All of the funds,

Saran barely remember.

Look to see,

Before entering.

Chandamala-9

I am in a desperate letter

She looked at me than,

How many hours that can be cut

A sad song.

Brain Teasers

Q: In any case,

The heart is love,

Love's mouth is used.

(1) The husband - wife, (ii) brother and sister (3) Friends - Girlfriend (4) The Enemy

Poetry: Eid

Eid

At four in the racket,

There's my Eid moon.

He broke the moon,

Dams happy Eid.

Children of teenage young and old,

Shuttled said.

Andar Mahal, girls gather themselves,

Many different households.

It was the dawn of the night,

Came the day of Eid.

Eid, there was barely voluntarily,

Take the other eye.

Sabaya with soap or shampoo,

Thought goes into the river.

Everyone sat at the end of Nawa

Eat sweet sweetie.

Bay colored dress color

With the hat on his head.

Tasabiha face of God,

Is idagahete.

Rich, poor, poor Mani,

One in Qatar, to worship together.

Today in spite of the lies and violence,

If anybody.

Worship, barely back

Their ghetto.

Embracing one another,

Powered by hulla.

Various food was sent,

The neighboring house of a relative.

Sabaya the exchange,

Tiffin Box grams.

Among the happy Moder

Let forever.

Please pray Moder

Alamin great universe.

Poetry:- Dawn Hall

Dawn Hall

The east has pharsa sky,

Paliya is darkness.

That is the dawn sabaya,

Work to be between.

Muchalli all go to the mosque,

Ajahn morning hearing.

Cow and goat hunt,

Munia shepherd boy.

Plow yoke on their shoulders,

Farmers near the helm.

To take honey bee

Bhaniya von fly.

Tangera kapata call center,

Tia forest cuckoo.

Mora sabaya impossible to say,

Oriya Oriya.

Pitcher of the cock wing,

Subbuhuna as Quddus.

Everyone comes to the ears,

Kokoraka komka fit.

Arise, O brother believers,

Near the name of Allah.

Barely worship,

Went to the house of God.

Chandamala-8

9. I hope in the letter
Unto thee than
That is how many hours cut
Unfortunately singing.

Poetry:- What puck

What puck

Lived in a village

Naughty boy waist.

They were very happy,

If a bird's students.

The bamboo gamyete

Was the place.

The team khanete bakera

Apart from his home.

During the morning, the egret

Please Kock Kock Kock.

Fly together

Far, far away.

At the end of the day again

Evening comes down.

They sabaya again

His own bus.

The next day morning, noon

Said goodbye again.

Thus bakadera

Golden days spent.

The boy sitting

Haphachare, "poor".

What is so beautiful, they

How will.

One of their heads,

Came the idea.

Bamse feed at night,

The fulfillment of the work will be.

The next day,

Moon night.

Their

With knife.

All the wicked together

Bamboo is jharete.

Getting to see all bakagulo

As soon as you fly over.

They barely come back

Like the day.

Bakagulo the fly

I could not none.

The words they heard.

Or the pure.

When the storm bakera all,

Comes down to the soil.

One night

Is a big storm.

What they'll say,

Be prepared.

What a look!

Not to appreciate.

What is there after all,

Very near at hand.

Some of the top tapa

They took over.

He was yatasaba,

They have to fly.

Came back, bakagulo

Cook and eat.

After the meal they eat,

To sleep.

They sleep in the house

A strange dream.

All the surrounding Boeke

They now.

Bakera say "Who of us

Enjoy your food?

What can launch these jobs?

The ball also. "

We'll all naughtiness

Tell you.

However, you, us,

Goodbye to leave.

To wake up to,

They swear.

Co did not do any work.

Without good job.

Sad sad to see it now

Happy to see the geese and ducks.

All human beings, animals

He loves them.

Poetry:- The little boy

The little boy

The little boy is now up!

Read through the mind.

I do not sleep anymore

Alasemi turns.

You have not read the text

Take the road ciniya.

To everyone: You are

Take chiniya knowledge.

You are wise kiddy

Roses bloom in fit.

Fly your knowledge

Jahan will spin.

When you go funding

Pad pad.

Your legs of the World.

Lutiya wear.