A Valentine to My Wife
Posted on
16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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Accept, dear girl, this little token,
And if between the lines you seek,
You'll find the love I've often spoken—
The love my dying lips shall speak.
Our little ones are making merry
O'er am'rous ditties rhymed in jest,
But in these words (though awkward—very)
The genuine article's expressed.
You are as fair and sweet and tender,
Dear brown-eyed little sweetheart mine,
As when, a callow youth and slender,
I asked to be your Valentine.
What though these years of ours be fleeting?
What though the years of youth be flown?
I'll mock old Tempus with repeating,
"I love my love and her alone!"
And when I fall before his reaping,
And when my stuttering speech is dumb,
Think not my love is dead or sleeping,
But that it waits for you to come.
So take, dear love, this little token,
And if there speaks in any line
The sentiment I'd fain have spoken,
Say, will you kiss your Valentine?
-Eugene Field
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GIRNA ZAROORI THA
गिरना जरूरी है
ठोकर खाना जरूरी है
jiwan hi hai sundarta
वह जीवन भी क्या जीवन है,
Discovery
Man and matchstick
Cast nearly in the same mould
Both unaware
Of their flair
Till
Ru
The Day I Fell In The Pool...
I never saw it coming
I was such a fool
It changed me completely
The day
The Tyrants
The tyrants are on the loose again;
They hate all but their own.
They give their lives to kill
Navigation To Nowhere
Maps are complicated
if you aren’t familiar with the place.
chhoti se chhoti galti
sadeav apni chhoti se chhoti
galtiyon se bachne ki koshish karen
kunki ek g
Last Goodbye
I sit here waiting
waiting for you to see
that time is running out
come o
A Gift To Share
I was given a smile the other day
From someone who passed me on their way.
I wasn
Love On Reserve
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle