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
226
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Other poetry
BAS EK BAAT MAAN LO
Iss khoobsurat jindagi ki talash,
barso se thi hume
uperwaale ne dikha hi diya
JIWAN OR SHATRANJ
जीवन और शतरंज में
आता नहीं है ठहरा
APNA HAR DARD CHHUPAYA
Zindgi se apna har dard chupa lena
Khushi na sahi gam gale laga lena
Koi agar kah
sari duniya ek taraf hai
शोर दुनिया का एक तरफ है , दिल की वीरानी
Zindgi ke bahumulya
जिंदगी के बहुमूल्य पल बन जाते हैं, लम
What Your Friendship Means To Me
your friendship means the world to me
I've never met someone else like you
you me
Farz hai jo umar bhar nibhana hai
सुख-दुख के अफसाने का
ये राज है सदा
meri pyaari maa
मेरी प्यार माँ तू कितनी प्यारी है माँ
Last
Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first
O
jiwant mera prem saans leta hai
उसकी हर बात घोलती है मेरे कानों में अ