Without Her

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

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.
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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There once was a monkey in a city's zoo,

who dreamed of the outside sun.

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MUJHE BHI KHABAR NAHI

कोई आहट होती है ना,

तो लगता है जैसे �

Losing The Best Part Of Me

I'm no longer whole

And sadly neither is he

We've been locked out by pain

Just Who You Are

You've got quite an easy style

with a tender heart to match,

and how you'd wear a

DUSRO KO BADALNE KI CHAH

यही है ज़िन्दगी कुछ ख़्वाब चन्द उम्म�

My Silent Tears

 

Shh...listen, don't you hear?

I'm crying, but they are silent tears.

hum kuchh kar ke dikhaynge

kas li hai kamar ab to kuchh kar ke dikhaynge

aazad hi ho lenge,yaa sar hi kaat denge

dharam apne bhasha ki izat karte hai

अपने धर्म, देश, भाषा की, जो इज़्ज़त करत

kya hai zindgi

kabhi gam, to kabhi khushi hai zindi

kabhi dhup, to kabhi chhav hai zindgi

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