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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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HAR PAL LARTA HAI

कभी हंसाती है तो कभी रुलाती है जिंदगी

Naam ke liye reh gayi

पहले दोस्त, दोस्त की मदद करता था दोस्�

Our Mysterious Love

As I lay here in the dark by your side,

You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<

The Pain Inside

I saw the stars that shine

When I looked into your eyes.

I felt the pain inside

We Have Been Friends Together
We have been friends together,
In sunshine and in shade;
Since first beneath the chestnut-tree

SUB KHATRE ME

ना मुसलमान खतरे में है, ना हिन्दू खतर�

JINE KI CHAH

जीने की चाह सभी को होती है सदा।

ये �

Through Forever

When our eyes met

for the very first time,

I knew it was you

to clear my

badal gaya hai apna desh

तबसे अब में खूब,मचा विकास का जनादेश !

Lost Love..

I still love you.

we were friends with him

when he introduced me to you.