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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desh bhakti
जहाँ डाल-डाल पर सोने की चिड़िया करती
The Hardest Thing I'll Ever Do
The hardest thing I'll ever do
Is let go of you
And look forward instead of back
A Valentine to My Wife
Accept, dear girl, this little token,
And if between the lines you seek,
You'll find the
DESH BHAKRI
Behti jahan gyaan ki dhara,
Vo bharat hume jaan se pyara,
Sita ram ki dhara hai j
When You Will Notice Me..
What do I have to do to get you to notice me?
Change my hair, the way I wa
Just Want A Happy Life
I live with depravity,
Pressure like gravity.
Why can't they just see
I w
What I Found in My Desk
A ripe peach with an ugly bruise,
a pair of stinky tennis shoes,
a
Love's Arrow
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
Soul Mates?
Whatever happened to us when did we end?
How long ago did I consider you a friend?
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jiwan hi hai sundarta
वह जीवन भी क्या जीवन है,
