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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A tribute to school lyf:

"Ek muddat ke baad milne wali thi kaid se Azadi,
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It Feels Like A Lifetime Ago

Feels like a lifetime ago

that I loved like that.

Wanting more

and more a

JO BHARA NAHI HAI BHAVO SE

जो भरा नहीं है भावों से

बहती जिसमे�

hamari yaad ati hai

wo zindgi hi kya jisme mohobbat na ho.

wo mobbat hi kya jisme yaaden na ho 

koi mujhe pehchanta hi nahi

 

aaj wo mera naam bhul gay unko shayad oata nahi ki me kon hun 

jikrra

UMAR BHAR NIBHANE KA

 

ये तो फ़र्ज है उम्र भर निभाने का

My Love....

From the moment our eyes met,

My soul could never forget.

You handed me your numb

Always Friends

I accept you in confidence,
I listen and admire your wisdom.
We are one when we are tog

aalok kare jan bharat

नव-जीवन का वैभव जाग्रत हो जनगण में,

Kataar lagaye baithe hai..

Is duniya me agar kuch karna hai,

Apni marzi ki karna tu.

Ho safal agar to baat h