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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KYA FARK PADTA HAI

कोई सब कहे, कोई चुप रहे,

तो कोई छाँव,

MAA KI PARIBHASHA

हम एक शब्द हैं तो वह पूरी भाषा है

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New Love...

From the first lingering glance

Shared by a pair of prying hearts

To the last diz

TUMHARE KHWAB

Tumhare khwabon mein..

Aasra mil gaya hai..

Tumhare ehsaas ne..

Manzil di

Best Buddies Forever

God Sent Me You At A Moment In My Life

When He Knew I Needed A Companion

Only He

AAPKI LADAI KOI OR LAD RAHA HAI

 

LADO 

LAD NAHI SAKTE TO BOLO

BOLL NAHI SAKTE TO LIKHO

APNA AASMAN HOGA

अरूजे कामयाबी पर कभी तो हिन्दुस्तां �

Road To Nowhere

I like to blaze new trails

on the road to nowhere.

On a journey through time,

ek rishta

Suno…. Suno na! 

Kuch tum badlo, kuch hum badle.. 

Aur badalke i

BOLA BHI KYA I AM SORRY

Mujhe dekar unke intjar ki saja wo pyar se kahgye i m sorry,

tadpa tadpa kar mujhe rulate