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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I've hunted near, I've hunted far
I even looked inside my car.
I've lost my glass
KOSHISH KARNE WALON KI HAAR NAHI HOTI
ASAFLTA EK CHUNOTI HAI, ISE SWIKAR KARO
KYA KAMI REH GAYI DEKHO OR SUDHAR KARO
JU
THODA SAMAJH LO
Thoda tum mujhe samajh lo, thoda main tumhe samjh lu!
Aur kaaran is
To Mary
The twentieth year is well-nigh past,
Since first our sky was overcast;
Ah, would that this
Serenade
So sweet the hour, so calm the time,
I feel it more than half a crime,
When Nature sleeps and
niyam hai jiwan ka
परिवर्तन नियम है जीवन का,
Respect Your Love
mohabbat mein shiddat mayne nahi rakhti
mohabbat
Being A Friend
We have something that holds us together,
Something that made us both better,
Som
TERE CHEHRE KI TARIF HAI
तेरे चेहरे की क्या तारीफ़ है हर चीज़ इस
Night Fun....
I hear eating.
I hear drinking.
I hear music.
I hear laugh
