Gobhi ka phool , isay khaee bhee saktay hain, paka bhee saktay hain , iss say gas bhee bun saktee hay, baqi saray phool , hasoon kay husn key tarah hotay hain , deekh kar khush ho , magar hamaray kisee kaam k nahi.
I am a man with a plan. A plan to live a simple , fulfilling life.
By Al Asr, Verily (all) the humans are in a great loss except those who believe and undertake pious deeds, and encourage one another to the Truth and encourage one another to patience
poppies....they are so beautiful especially when you see an entire field full of em.
Fields full of poppies are sad
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
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Yes rat ki rani is called night blooming jasmine, night blooming jessamine, night jessamine, night-blooming cestrum, queen of the night, night queen jasmine, raat ki rani Night Blooming Jasmine | Plant Aficionado
lol yea i read that poem once. most poppy poems are sad
MIRCH.....i tried growing some in our garden....didnt work for some reason. I guess watering them would have helped
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Originally Posted by mAd_ScIeNtIsT
Fields full of poppies are sad
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved, and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.
and wats ur fav??:S
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