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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AAJ DIL TOOTA YA MAIN PHIR SE

AAJ DIL TOOTA YA MAIN PHIR SE

MALUM NAHI HAI..... HAIN KYA

KEHTA MERI YE MUJHE YE

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You know the thing... right?

The thing that makes you feel good

The thing that ma

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If ice cream could be grown on the treetop,

Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.

Messy Room

Whosever room this is should be ashamed!

His underwear is hanging on the lamp.

Hi

tumhe pata na chala

यूँ तो शराफत और सादगी लुभाती थी मुझको

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We all have many types of friends,
And in our life they come and go.
But if we can understand

The Feeling Of Emptiness

I look into a broken mirror,

I seek to see why I am still living.

when I look aro

Friendz Are Be Like

Opposites

I say yes and you say no

I say bye and you say hello

Butterfly'

A Day Away

Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.

Some make us smile, some make us weep.

log kehte hai jamin par kisi ko khuda nahi milta

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