Without Her

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

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.
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

Other poetry

If I Tell You Will You ?

The answer lies true in my heart,

So if I tell you, will you tear it apart?

Or wi

i flirt with you
i flirt with you because i need
slipping in and out of conversation
making you wonder,

I Am Here
I AM HERE
If you need a laugh, I am here.
If you need a hug, I am here.
If you need a shoul

KHAMOSH MOHABBAT

Khamosh Muhabbat Ka Ehsaas Hai Wo,

Mere Khwahish Mere Jajbat Hai Wo,

Aksar Ye Khy

Don't Give Up
We wait for what we long for
We long for what we need
Impatience and Anxiety
Give root to e

koi kesa bhi ho kya fark padta hai

koi sub kahe, koi chup rahe,

koi chhav sahe, to koi dhup sahe,

koi rahe, to koi n

Finding Peace

Turmoil covers my eyes and my heart.

It never leaves me in day or dark.

Combat ch

Because I Needed A Friend

I called you late last night

because I needed a friend.

But you, of course, didn'

Blinded By Love

You keep running from the truth; you know it's true.

You think I am crazy for loving you.

dost ke door ho jane ke baad

मैं ना जानू दोस्त तेरे दूर हो जाने के �