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

Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first
Of your love’s bright fountain-burst,
Yet I grieve not for the past,
So you only love me last!Other souls may find their joy
In the blind love of a boy:
Give me that which years have tried,
Disciplined and purified,—
Such as, braving sun and blast,
You will bring to me at last!There are brows more fair than mine,
Eyes of more bewitching shine,
Other hearts more fit, in truth,
For the passion of your youth;
But, their transient empire past,
You will surely love me last!Wing away your summer-time,
Find a love in every clime,
Roam in liberty and light,—
I shall never stay your flight,
For I know, when all is past
You will come to me at last!
-Elizabeth (Akers) Allen (1832-1911)

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Chaman Kho Gaya
Mere watan ka Aman kho gaya
Na jane kahan wo chaman kho gaya

Bahaaren jahan aa ke de

MERA WATAN WAHI HAI

चिश्ती ने जिस ज़मीं पे पैग़ामे हक़ सु

hum ne unko chaha

Usko chaha bhi to izhar karna na aaya,

katt gayee umar sari humein pyar karna na aaya,

milte agar hum to kya ehsaas hota

मिलते अगर हम तो क्या एहसास होता

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