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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parwah nahi kuch dam ki

कस ली है कमर अब तो, कुछ करके दिखाएंगे,

dosti ek khushi hai

Dosti Dard Nahi Khushiyon Ki Saugat Hai,

Kisi Apne Ka Zindgi Bhar Ka Saath Hai,

Y

A Love Song

Let me sing you a love song

About what I feel in my heart;

Butterflies can't find

If I Were King

I often wish I were a King,

And then I could do anything.

 

If only

The Cake Of Friendship

Preheat the oven of love

With plenty of secrets and hugs.

 

Mix in g

TERE CHEHRE KI TARIF HAI

तेरे चेहरे की क्या तारीफ़ है हर चीज़ इस�

The One-Sided Affair

I loved her eyes, I loved her hair,

I loved her looks, I loved her stare.

I loved

kismat ki baat hai

Kismat kismat ki baat hai

Jab se mila hu tujhse,

Tu mere sath hai

Kismat

pal pal mera dil ghabrata hai

 

har rang kabhi kabhi fika nazar ata hai

roshni hoti hai fir bhi nazar ata

MAR JAATE HAI

नई सदी से मिल रही दर्द भरी सौगात,