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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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WO REHTE HAI IS KADAR

Wo ruthe hain is kadar manayein kaise

Jazbaat apne dil ke dikhayein kaise

Narm eh

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

hamari easi kismat kahan

ऐसी कहाँ मेरी किस्मत कि आपका प्यार हम

AB HAME NIND NAHI AATI

Ab humein neend nahi aati,

Bas ek dastoor hai jo nibhana padta hai,

Subah hone hi

Sweet Dreams

Last night as I lay sleeping, love,
A vision came to me.
It was of you and I, my love,<

To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace

I have been lucky enough to feel your touch

You are my love and to me you mean so much

Clearing The Way

I have waited quite a long time to get old,

So I think I should try to enjoy it.

pyaar ko jataya nahi jata

pyaar karke koi jatay ye zaruri to nahi

yaad karke koi batay ye zaruri to nahi

ro

ek rishta

Suno…. Suno na! 

Kuch tum badlo, kuch hum badle.. 

Aur badalke i

Listen To Mum

I remember when I was small and cool,

I was always playing truant from school.

My