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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TAARO KE SAMAN

शांति अमन चैन रहे,

खुशहाली छाये

A sidelong glance
A sidelong glance,
A funny remark!
Glittering eyes
Meeting in the dark.
Fear

Start Fresh

I wanna start fresh...

 

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how it works is a total mystery

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mulakat dhundta rehta hun

बातों से जिसकी टीस सी होती है उसी से र�

A Hoping Crush

Your smile makes me smile,

Your laugh makes me laugh.

Your eyes are enchanting.

VIDHYALAY ME SABHA

विद्यालय में सभा की समाप्ति पर,

गु�

A Thought True To You

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

Sugar is sweet,

And I love you.

MUSHKILEN ZARUR HAI

मुश्किलें जरुर है, मगर ठहरा नही हूं म�

Rishtey mare nahi jate

Faasle Badhne Se Rishte Mar To Nahi Jaate...

Par Sach To Yeh Hai Ke Kuch Baaki Rehta Bhi