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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TUJHE KARTE HUM NAMAN
कुमकुम से करें तिलक तेरा तु प्रीत से
KUCH RANG ZINDAGI KE
यदि एक औरत
अपने आत्मसम्मान के ल
Blinded By Love
You keep running from the truth; you know it's true.
You think I am crazy for loving you.
The Ghost Of My Past
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
Womens In My Life
I was born,
a woman was there to hold me.......... my mother
I grew as a child
DOR MANTHAN KE
यह नियम है
भावनाओं के आवेश में
If Four Is A Party This Is A Parade
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
I think of you
I think of you each morning,
And dream of you each night,
I think of your arms being aroun
Lady In My Life
Her long black hair blowing in the wind
I slowly kiss her soft black skin
The way
Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha ?
Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha,
na qareeb aaye, na fasla rakha.
