Without Her

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

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.
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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TO TUM HO KON

अगर अजनबी सी कोई हो तुम, फिर तुम्हें ख�

Say Yes...

Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,

Your hand in mine, never losing faith.

The Pain Inside

I saw the stars that shine

When I looked into your eyes.

I felt the pain inside

Dream to Live

 

Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us

You have drowned every emotion of us,

Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe

Life Doesn't Frighten Me

Shadows on the wall

Noises down the hall

Life doesn't frighten me at all

ZINDGI KYA EK KITAAB HAI

क्या जिंदगी सच में किताब है

 

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Just Look Into My Eyes

Look into my eyes.

Tell me what you see.

It won't be happy.

It won't be p

CHEHRE PE KITABO SE JYADA LIKHA HAI

GIRNA BHI ACHHA HAI 

OUKA KA PATA CHALTA HAI

BADTE HAI JUB HATH UTHANE KO&nb

JAB AKELE HOTE

Jab akela hota hoon, rula jaati hain unki yaaedin.

Fir wohi beeti baatein yaad dila jaati