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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doston dekho insaan kahan se kahan ja raha hai
अपने दोस्त को जो उधार दे वो मूर्ख कहल
teri yaad juda hoi
tu juda hoyo par teri yaad juda naa hoi
saath tere mujhe rehna hai
tu is mo
Stay Here My Love
Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
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Soul Mates?
Whatever happened to us when did we end?
How long ago did I consider you a friend?
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Shadow Of Life
Walking in the shadow of fear,
drowning endlessly by a single tear,
running along
I Love You Well
I wish not to love you much,
Only to love you well.
Much is but a quantity,
True Friends
True friends are hard to find
But I knew you were the one
You're always so kind
na hi pyaar badla hai or na hi jazbad
ना ही दिल बदला है मेरा,
ना ही मेरे ज़
It's Better Goodbye
I feel so heavy, really tired of what
I'm carrying right now.
I wanted to howl an
Fear Of Falling
Why are we so afraid
to fall in love?
Is it the hurt, the heartbre
