No Tears

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

Under the blue skies of her native land
She languished and began to fade...
Until surely there flew without a sound
Above me, her young shade.
But there stretches between us an uncrossable line;
In vain my feelings I tried to awaken.
The lips that brought the news were made of stone,
And I listened like a stone, unshaken.
So this is she for whom my soul once burned
In the tense and heavy fire,
Obsessed, exhausted, driven out of my mind
By tenderness and desire!
Where are the torments? Where is love? Alas!
For the unreturning days'
Sweet memory and for the poor credulous
Shade, I find no lament, no tears.

-Alexander Pushkin

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If you take me,

Take me for who I am.

If you love me,

Accept me with all

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I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.

My hands begin to shake whenever she walks

True Friends

True friends are hard to find

But I knew you were the one

You're always so kind

KHUD KO HEE DHOONDTA HUN

Tere kareeb aur tujhse door hone ke baad,

Jaha jaha sath chale wo raaste dhoondti hu

Wish In A Dream

Hold onto your dream while mindful of time.

Optimism required, let your light shine.

Green Colour

Green is so important

Because we see it all around

It's up very high on the trees

ZINDAGI WAHI HAMARI KITAB HAI

कभी कड़ी धूप सी परेशानियाँ

जलाती र�

Roty huye woh mujhse lipat kr boli...

Roty Huye Woh Mujh Sy Lipat Kr Boli,

Nafrat Hai Mujhy Tum Sy Mery Paas Na Aao....

Forgiveness Is Precious

Some people view forgiveness,

As a virtue for the weak.

An act of Mercy undeserve