A Divine Rapture

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

E'en like two little bank-dividing brooks,
That wash the pebbles with their wanton streams,
And having ranged and search'd a thousand nooks,
Meet both at length in silver-breasted Thames,
Where in a greater current they conjoin:
So I my Best-beloved's am; so He is mine. E'en so we met; and after long pursuit,
E'en so we joined; we both became entire;
No need for either to renew a suit,
For I was flax, and He was flames of fire:
Our firm-united souls did more than twine;
So I my Best-beloved's am; so He is mine. If all those glittering Monarchs, that command
The servile quarters of this earthly ball,
Should tender in exchange their shares of land,
I would not change my fortunes for them all:
Their wealth is but a counter to my coin:
The world 's but theirs; but my Beloved's mine.
-Francis Quarles

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Welcome 2015

Sabke Dilon main ho
sabke liye Pyar,
Aanewala har din laaye
Khushiyon ka Tyohar

If Not For You

If not for you, I wouldn’t know

What true love meant.

I’d never feel

pal pal mera dil ghabrata hai

 

har rang kabhi kabhi fika nazar ata hai

roshni hoti hai fir bhi nazar ata

This Morning

This passionate morning

I wake up with

Your feminine body

With your seduc

ITNI TANHAI

इतनी तन्हाइयाँ हैं,

डर भी सकती हूँ,

Without Her
What of her glass without her? The blank grey
There where the pool is blind of the moon’s face.

kya pata hai tumhen

Kya pta hai tujhe?

ki mere jajbaato ka alfaaj tu hai,

mere hontho par bikhari mus

Saying I Love You

Love how you always understand

I love it when you hold my hand

I love it when you

Mera Pyar Hai Tu

 

अज़ीज़ भी वो है, नसीब भी वो है

Best Kinds

The best kinds of people are warm and kind.

They are always there and they never mind.