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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Me
Can't you see
The pain in my eyes?
But this is me
And my life.
If you hold me close
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NAZAR MILI
Aaj fir humari nazare mili
Vo mujhe dekhkar muskurane lagi
Uske hotho ki hasi muj
jaanu mera dil rota hai,
tumko paakar, tumhen khona nahi hai,
jaanu mera dil rota hai,
pathar se dil ka py
ZINDAGI BHI KYA ZINDAGI HAI
woh zindagi bhi kya zindagi hogi
jisme zindagi hi naa **
koi gam nhi
aur
salamat rahe hamari dosti
Salamat rahe dosti ye hamari
Yu hi ekta ho dua hai hamari
Teri mushkilein mujhe m
azadi hum hargiz hata nahi sakte
अपनी आज़ादी को हम हरगिज़ मिटा सकते नह
Relations...
Relationships are like lemons,
sour but sometimes sweet,
a kiss is like a cherry,
MAA KI PARIBHASHA
हम एक शब्द हैं तो वह पूरी भाषा है
ह
My Careless Whisper
A sparkling flame uploading your name
I had no time for a foolish game
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A Red, Red Rose
O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie <
