Batter My Heart

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

Batter my heart, three person'd God; for, you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise, and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force, to break, blow, burn and make me new.
I, like an usurpt town, to another due,
Labour to admit you, but Oh, to no end,
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captiv'd, and proves weak or untrue,
Yet dearely I love you, and would be lov'd faine,
But am betroth'd unto your enemy,
Divorce me, untie, or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chast, except you ravish me.
-John Donne

Other poetry

The Mirror

My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,

for today I discovered an old man starin

How It Used To Be

I saw her during recess

And then again at lunch

I kinda liked to tease her

<

Meri zindgi ki kahani

Meri zindgi ki kahani hi khatm ho gai,

jab pyar se bola unhone i m sorry.

hajaaro

BEWAJAH HUM MOHABBAT KARTE THE

Aankhein jo khuli thi to unhe apne kareeb paya naa tha

Kabhi they ruh mein shamil aaj unk

AANKHON MEIN BHARE VIHAAG

बीती विभावरी जाग री!

अम्बर पनघट मे�

When I Was One-and-Twenty
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
‘Give crowns and pounds and guineas

bachpan bit gaya

बचपन बीत गया लड़कपन में, जवानी बीत रह�

har uski ladai mein

दोस्ती में हमने दोस्तो को नजराना पेश

BAS THODI DER

बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे �

Quite possibly

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people

and the affecti