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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aisa bharatvarsh banayein

Bhookh, Garibi Aur Laachari Ko,

Iss Dharti Se Chalo Aaj Mitaayein.

Bharat Ke Bhar

BANA LUNGI TUMHEN APAN

दिल ये मेरा दिल है खिलौना नहीं

मुझ�

Goodbye, My Dearest Friend

The hardest part of any friendship

is when it is time to say goodbye,

and even th

TERE INTEZAR SE MOHABBAT KI HAI

तेरे लिबास से मोहब्बत की हैं,

तेरे

meri ghazal suna kar dekhna

Kabhi tum muje kareeb se aa k dekhna

Aise nahi jara aur paas aa k dekhna,

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KUCHH SAPNE

कुछ छोटे सपनो के बदले,बड़ी नींद का सौ�

Yes , No..

My turn signal wasn’t working,

So I asked for help from a friend.

"Stand be

The Terrifying Thing About Love

It is a terrifying thing

to watch love

walk in your direction

when you be

Love Online

How did this happen I continue to ask?

As I get online waiting for time to pass

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Kuch To Kaho Na

Kuchh pal saath chale to jaanaa,

Rastaa hai jaanaa pehchanaa.

 

Saan