A Valentine to My Wife
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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.
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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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TUJHE KARTE HUM NAMAN
कुमकुम से करें तिलक तेरा तु प्रीत से
Be The Best Of Whatever Who You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley — but be
DESH BHAKRI
Behti jahan gyaan ki dhara,
Vo bharat hume jaan se pyara,
Sita ram ki dhara hai j
Hansti thi hansaati thi... Mujhko pagal bnati thi...
Hansti thi hansaati thi,
dil ko bahut bhati thi,
dekh dekh sarmaati thi,
phir a
Choti choti baat pe
Ab kadwi lage aisi baat
Bade hotey-hotey ham sacchai ki rah se bhatakne lag jate ha
jub tak tu mera tha tub tak me teri thi
Ha us vaktt tak me teri thi
Jab tak Tu Meri Thi
Vo pal vo raate vo yaade Sa
MAN SE SWIKAR
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
Mary Had a Little Dog
Mary had a little dog.
Its fur was black as night.
And everyone that Mary met
The dog
PATHAR DIL
KHO GAYI HAI MANJILE, MIT GAY HAI SARE RASTE
SIRF GARDISH HI GARDISH,AB HAI MERE VASTE,
Love Is...
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
