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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nafrat kabhi bhi mat karna
Nafrat Kabhi Na Karna Hum Se,
Ye hum Kabi na Seh Payein Gey,
Ek bar keh Dena hums
I'm Getting Lonely
It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely
Wishing someone would sit down and hold me
Kiss Of Love
You sing,
I smile,
"I get a kick out of you,"
You sing still,
And
saikil ke pahiy fir se ghumay
चलो फिर से बच्चे बन जाते हैं
लौट कर
A sidelong glance
A sidelong glance,
A funny remark!
Glittering eyes
Meeting in the dark.
Fear
My Dream
MY dream, a vagabond,
Hovering in endless woe;
Wings tattered like a cloth,
Searching for t
Not Born To Die!
Spread your wings and flap to fly.
The sky is there for you to try.
You say the w
Everything About You
Your dove like eyes,
Has me hypnotized.
Your sweet smile,
AAG KI BHIKH
धुँधली हुईं दिशाएँ, छाने लगा कुहासा,
Not A Day Goes By
Not a day goes by
that I don't wish you knew how much I love you.
Not a day goes
