A Valentine to My Wife


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

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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ZINDAGI KI SAFAR ME MILE

दो ओस की बूंद जैसे,जिंदगी के सफ़र में म

hum kuchh kar ke dikhaynge

kas li hai kamar ab to kuchh kar ke dikhaynge

aazad hi ho lenge,yaa sar hi kaat denge

MERA WATAN WAHI HAI

चिश्ती ने जिस ज़मीं पे पैग़ामे हक़ सु

INTEZAAR ME KATE HAI DIN

कैसे जीऊ मैं खुशहाल ज़िन्दगी

उसकी

aaj ki jeet

आज जीत की रात पहरुए! सावधान रहना

खु

Through Forever

When our eyes met

for the very first time,

I knew it was you

to clear my

dosti ka rishta

Dosti ka rista hota hai khas ,

Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .

Jo deti hai har kada

Tears Of Love

Tears of pain run down my cheek,

wishing I was able to hold the one I seek.

Tears

Till I Breathe My Last

When you love and hold me without any fear

Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.

EK ITIHAAS BAN JATE HAI

मोम की मानिंद, कैसे पिघल-पिघल जाते है

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