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.
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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My Dear Love
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
Friendship
We have been friends for not so long
We've learned to trust and shared a song
We
DARD KO NA DEKHO
Dard ko na dekho Dard ki nazron se,
Dard ko bhi Dard hota hai.
Dard ko bhi jaroor
Build a Box of Friendship
Into a box of friendship
To insure that it is strong
First a layer of respect
On t
Dosti kya hai
क्या खबर तुमको दोस्ती क्या हैं
ये
tum jo sang bane raho
Tumhare karan har jeet se pyar hai mera
Mera seerat ye badhta rahega
Tum jo sang
desh bhakti geet
सरफ़रोशी की तमन्ना अब हमारे दिल में ह
I Am Alone
I waited, and you didn't come.
I called, and you didn't answer.
I knocked, but yo
My One Eyed Love
I've fallen in love- I don't know why
I've fallen in love with a girl with one eye.
KHAYALO ME SIRF TUM HO
आज रात फिर ख़यालो में तुम हो,
आज फिर