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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WO YAAD ATE HAI DIL MEIN
Woh yaad aaye bhulate bhulate,
dil ke zakham ubhar aaye chhupate chhupate,
sikhay
Very Special Friends
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
kuch dost purane yaad ate hai
मैं यादों की किताब खोलू तो कुछ हंसते
Why is the Rose so Pale
Ah Dearest, canst thou tell me why
The Rose should be so pale?
And why the azure Violet
Sho
God's Gift To Me
You are my sunshine.
You are my shining star.
Everything I'm not,
You are
maa ka bana hua khana
Maa ke hath se bane hue tiffin ko hum ab bhi nahin bhul paate hain
“Maa teri
I Am Here
I AM HERE
If you need a laugh, I am here.
If you need a hug, I am here.
If you need a shoul
You bail me out
You bail me out of problems each day,
With you I am so hope
Another Crush
I don't want to keep feeling this way,
Because each time I come closer, you move away.
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