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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MOOT SE PEHLE HI SAHI

समंदर सा गहरा है मेरा प्यार ओ दिलदार

All The Ways I Love You!

How do I love thee?

Let me count the ways

I love the way you love the real me

Friendship
When we were idlers with the loitering rills,
The need of human love we little noted:
Our love

To Harriet
Whose is the love that, gleaming through the world,
Wards off the poisonous arrow of its scorn?

nadiyon se dhanwan

वेदों के मंत्रों से गुंजित स्वर जिसक�

sala tumhe loot kar hi khayega

Na jaane kaha hai aya hai…

 

Na jaane kaha ko jaega..

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I’m Going to Be Famous

I’m going to be famous!

I’m going to be great!

For every award

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PATHAR DIL

KHO GAYI HAI MANJILE, MIT GAY HAI SARE RASTE

SIRF GARDISH HI GARDISH,AB HAI MERE VASTE,

Simple, It's Just Life

We've all been through thick.

We've all been through thin.

We've all been to the

It's All About Time

Tick tock...tick tock...

Life is counting down on your internal clock.