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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MAN SE SWIKAR
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
Every Day My Love For You Grows
Every day that passes us by
all I could think of is this one guy.
I never thought
TUMHARE KHWAB
Tumhare khwabon mein..
Aasra mil gaya hai..
Tumhare ehsaas ne..
Manzil di
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
mera sacha sathi
कहीं देखा हैं तुमने उसे
KHAMOSH MOHABBAT
Khamosh Muhabbat Ka Ehsaas Hai Wo,
Mere Khwahish Mere Jajbat Hai Wo,
Aksar Ye Khy
The Kiss That Was
have you ever had a kiss
that took you on a bliss
and left you with shaking knees
Second Best
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
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JIWAN KA WO MARG
मैं जब तेरे बारे में सोचती हूँ ,
फि
How Much I Love You
Every tone of life
Makes a note for you.
Every word of life
Makes a phras
