Without Her
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16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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What of her glass without her? The blank grey
There where the pool is blind of the moon’s face.
Her dress without her? The tossed empty space
Of cloud-rack whence the moon has passed away.
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Her paths without her? Day’s appointed sway
Usurped by desolate night. Her pillowed place
Without her? Tears, ah me! for love’s good grace,
And cold forgetfulness of night or day.What of the heart without her? Nay, poor heart,
Of thee what word remains ere speech be still?
A wayfarer by barren ways and chill,
Steep ways and weary, without her thou art,
Where the long cloud, the long wood’s counterpart,
Sheds doubled darkness up the labouring hill.
-Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Tamna Thi Kisi Ko Pany Ki >_
Buhat Tamna Thi Kisi Ko Pany Ki,
Buht Tamna Thi Kisi Ka Hojany ki,
Pr Kia Pta Tha
Feelings About Him
Peace and love,
his kiss is soft as a dove.
He makes me smile all the time
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Under the Harvest Moon
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over garden nights,
Death,
Young Love
You say you love me
you say you care
But when you look into my eyes
I see
Why You're My Friend
You are mine till the end.
I love you because you're my friend.
You were so kind
My Friend Hope
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
HUM BADAL NA NAHI CHAHTE
हम राह को बदलना नहीं चाहते हैं,
हम à¤
Helen Keller
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मैं कà¤à¥€-कà¤à¤¾à¤°Â ही अपनी कमियों कà
If Only She Knew
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
Times Are Changing
We had our good days and we had our bad,
I thought I would never forget the times we had.
