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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)

Other poetry

I Would Live in Your Love
I would live in your love as the sea-grasses live in the sea,
Borne up by each wave as it passes,

dhokha de gaya wo mujhe

eak muskaan apne naam kar gaya wo 

khushiyo kaa eak jaam kar gaya wo

baaten

Har aansu mera ek shola hai

Dard apne dil ka humne

Ek arse ke bad khola hai

Bas bat ye alag hai

Ke da

Yara Mera Desh

 

यारा प्यारा मेरा देश,

सजा –

Forgive Me, My Friend

Forgive me, my friend,

If I ever ask about it,

The long-distance and parting,

apna bana gaya tu

yoon zindgi ke khawab dikha gaya tu 

muskurakar apna bana gaya tu

behti hui

True Feelings

You make me feel so real

I lay awake at night thinking of you

I close my eyes and

You Are My Sunshine

You brought me sunshine

when I only saw rain.

You brought me laughter

whe

At the Mid Hour of Night
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life sho

Love? No. Fate? I Think So

I knew the day we met

That we were meant to be.

I knew our fate was set,