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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MERI MOHOBBAT
मेरी महोब्बत के पसीनो को, काश तुम पहल
Love Online
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
mati mere desh ki
नदी, झील, झरनों की झाँकी मनमोहक है,
singhu main
Dubkiyan sindhu mein gota khor lagaata hai
ja ja kar khaali haath laut aata hai
M
bana le apna shastar tu
tu khud ki khoj mein nikal
tu kis liye hataash hai
You Used Me
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
What I Love About You My Love
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
zindagi jina bhl gaya
कब सपनों के लिए,
सपनों का घर छोड़ द
Pain Of A Broken Heart
Tears of blood fall from my
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
