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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ZINDAGI WAHI HAMARI KITAB HAI
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जलाती र
When You Will Notice Me..
What do I have to do to get you to notice me?
Change my hair, the way I wa
mulakat dhundta rehta hun
बातों से जिसकी टीस सी होती है उसी से र
MUSALMAN MERE DESH MAIN
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"Not where the musk of happiness blows,
Not where darkness and fears never
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Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love,
Kuch Yaaden Dosti Ke Lamho Ki
Kuch yaadein hain un lamho ki,
jin lamho me
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Insecurity, when you walk in the room.
Curiosity, when you stare me down.
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I hear drinking.
I hear music.
I hear laugh
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