He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

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

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

-W. B. Yeats

Other poetry

saadgi ka soch

तू कर रहा सफ़र ,करके बन्द दरवाज़ा

ज

Changing The Past

The past is the past for a reason.

That is where it is supposed to stay,

But some

Our Love For You My Princess

Love is not a thing you get a lot

but love the girl you have got...

she is always

HUM HINDUSTANI HAI

De Salaami Iss Tirange Ko,

Jis Se Teri Shaan Hai,

Sar Hamesha Uncha Rakhna Iska,<

Real Laughter

A little bit of laughter,

A little bit of tears,

A little bit of happiness,

As Is Life

It's strange the things you remember

And the things you seem to forget.

It's a ja

still hold the most space in our hearts.

And then I realized

that to be

more alive

I had to

be less

<

Empty Heart

Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,

Decisions to make but can't decide.

Hurt f

BAS EK BAAT MAAN LO

Iss khoobsurat jindagi ki talash,

barso se thi hume

uperwaale ne dikha hi diya

Take My Hand

I thought that I was chasing dreams

While I was walking down those fast streams.