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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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Final Moments

It wrecks me, that last moment

that played out so wrong.

Our hopeless eyes locked

Intjar Karna Padta Hain

 

Ab humein neend nahi aati,

Bas ek dastoor hai jo nibhana padta hai,

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HAR SHAYRI ME AOKA NAM

um jo kahte hume

Hum jaan laga dete

Aangan aapka sajane

Hum sara aasman s

Mary Had a Little Dog
Mary had a little dog.
Its fur was black as night.
And everyone that Mary met
The dog

DOSTI DARD NAHI

दोस्ती दर्द नहीं खुशियों की सौगात है,

The Life....

 

Life is curved

in the shape of a flower,

a curved trajectory

MAA KI PARIBHASHA

हम एक शब्द हैं तो वह पूरी भाषा है

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PATHAR BHI SANGEMARMAR LAGTA HAI

Mehfeel bhi sooni lagti Hai Tera kasar lagta Hai,

Gam bhi Khushi lagti Hai Tera asar lagt

As Is Life

It's strange the things you remember

And the things you seem to forget.

It's a ja

I Am Trying

I know there's something great in me,

Something I struggle to find.

The days and