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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khud se jada bharosa
राजीव: ऐ दिल तू क्यों रोता है…!!!
य
SHAYAD TUMHEN YAAD NAHI
शायद तुम्हें याद नहीं, पर उस दिन कि बा
TUJHE KARTE HUM NAMAN
कुमकुम से करें तिलक तेरा तु प्रीत से
HAMARE DIL KE PAAS
Aakhir tum kyu itne dil k paas ho,
Koi to vajah jarur hai, jo tum itne khas ho.
&
My Angel My Girlfriend
Your lips so soft and red.
The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head. &
aaj ki jeet
आज जीत की रात पहरुए! सावधान रहना
खु
When I First Saw You
Vulnerable before I found you
Lost in the lonely streets of my heart
I loved you
Idle Dream
In idle dreams of long ago,
I imagined my true love;
A perfect match, a soulmate,
My Dearest Love
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
SACH HO YA NA HO
साथ हमारा हो ना हो,लेकिन मिलना तो बस म
