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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Cammy my rabbit, feminine but buff

no really, this isn't a bluff!

A rex with her

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We talked,
We walked,
for a Moment in Time.

You passed through my life that

kya dhoondti rehti hai ye aankhe

सब कुछ तो है क्या ढूँढ़ती रहती हैं नि�

sara desh hamara

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Care And Happiness

You came as a ray of light,

Made my life cheerful and bright,

Showering your affe

KHUL GAYI HO JAISE KISMAT

कैसी उठी है दिल में, शरारत नई-नई…२

jiwan ki dhara chalne do
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I Don't Know Why

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