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 start my journey on having faith
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I know this day
DARD KO NA DEKHO
Dard ko na dekho Dard ki nazron se,
Dard ko bhi Dard hota hai.
Dard ko bhi jaroor
Getting everything else done.
Go into this week
with the attitude that
your peace,
your health of mind,
I am Sorry
I'm sorry for everything you've been through
It must've been very hard on you
I'm sorry
JIWAN OR SHATRANJ
जीवन और शतरंज में
आता नहीं है ठहरा
Everlastingly Friendship
Over time we've developed something extraordinary,
That will last forever because we're b
TERI DOSTI KI ADAT
तेरी दोस्ती की आदत सी पड़ गयी है मुझे,
TUM OR TUMHEN
मगर, सच तो यह है कि
प्यार तुम हो,
THODA SAMAJH LO
Thoda tum mujhe samajh lo, thoda main tumhe samjh lu!
Aur kaaran is
Where The Street Ends
There's a place on each road...
Where the street ends...
Well, there's one in you
