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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kuchh pal ki bate
कोई मैं में उलझा है तो कोई तू उलझा है
Upon Julia's Clothes
Whenas in silks my Julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
The liquefaction of her
Kaash do Dil hote
Kaash kahin esa hota k, do dil hote seeny main,
eik toot bhi jata ishq main to, takleef n
HUM APNA RAQT CHADHATE HAI
अपना तन-मन-धन-जन-जीवन
माता को अर्पण
Secret Lover
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Life's Own Battle
Didn't want a battle,
Yet you declared war,
Each knock you gave me made me strong
UJALA HI PAYA
सिर्फ उजाला ही पाया है,आँखों की पट्टी
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley — but
maa sine se laga dil ko rahat de
हम सबको अकेला तू क्यों छोड़ गयी
अपन
A Friend
A person who will listen and not condemn
Someone on whom you can depend
They will not flee whe
