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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May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
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hum veer jawan
जाग रहे हम वीर जवान,
Wait For Me
I know so little about you,
But I'm falling in love with you.
I have been since t
YADGARI KE LAMHE
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Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love,
Will You Ever
I don't think you will
Ever fully understand
How you've touched my life and made me who I amMAA KI SAHANSHILTA
बड़ी ही जतन से पाला है माँ ने
हर एक
TUM LOT KAR MAT JANA
तुम आओ तो
इस बार लौट कर मत जाना।
Without You
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
Never Forget
The hate that I feel inside for you
For all the crappy things you have put them through
