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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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Young Love

You say you love me

you say you care

But when you look into my eyes

I see

Care And Happiness

You came as a ray of light,

Made my life cheerful and bright,

Showering your affe

Quite possibly

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people

and the affecti

dhokha de gaya wo mujhe

eak muskaan apne naam kar gaya wo 

khushiyo kaa eak jaam kar gaya wo

baaten

YADGARI KE LAMHE

जिंदगी के बहुमूल्य पल बन जाते हैं, लम�

If You Believe

When your mind is set

On a splendid thing you want to do,

Some will shrug,

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ME APNI NADAIYON KO KOS RAHI THI

बेफिक्र हो चली थी ज्योंही तुम्हारा क�

Times Are Changing

We had our good days and we had our bad,

I thought I would never forget the times we had.

The Mirror

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

for today I discovered an old man starin

NAZAR SE DEKHA

 

अंगारों भरी नजर से देखा नौजवान �