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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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