Friendship

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

When we were idlers with the loitering rills,
The need of human love we little noted:
Our love was nature; and the peace that floated
On the white mist, and dwelt upon the hills,
To sweet accord subdued our wayward wills:
One soul was ours, one mind, one heart devoted,
That, wisely doting, ask’d not why it doted,
And ours the unknown joy, which knowing kills.
But now I find how dear thou wert to me;
That man is more than half of nature’s treasure,
Of that fair beauty which no eye can see,
Of that sweet music which no ear can measure;
And now the streams may sing for others’ pleasure,
The hills sleep on in their eternity.

-Hartley Coleridge

Other poetry

The Mirror

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

for today I discovered an old man starin

gairoon ki baat kun karte ho

tum gairoon ki baath karte ho,

humne apno kho aazmaya hai.

tum kaanto se bach ke

Navigation To Nowhere

 

Maps are complicated

if you aren’t familiar with the place.

HAR PAL LARTA HAI

कभी हंसाती है तो कभी रुलाती है जिंदगी

Missing...

I've hunted near, I've hunted far

I even looked inside my car.

I've lost my glass

ye ranjisho ka silsila

Suna hai Sau raaste jaate hai usski jaanib ki taraf ...

mujhe ek bhi nai mil raha, lagata

Macchar marney se shikari nahi bn jaoge or...

Arz kiya hai..
.
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Macchar marney se shikari nahi ban jaoge..
.
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My Weakness

Until I met you my heart stood still

Like the moon and the sun

Their love is true

SHAYAD TUMHEN YAAD NAHI

शायद तुम्हें याद नहीं, पर उस दिन कि बा�

To My Dear and Loving Husband
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee;
If ever wif