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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EK HISSA HINDUSTAN THA
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Free Hugs..
It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
CHAHE NAZAR NA AYE
चाहे नजर ना आये कहीं उजाला
चाहे लग
MAA KI PARIBHASHA
हम एक शब्द हैं तो वह पूरी भाषा है
ह
I Love You My Love
I love how we
tease each other with
tantalizing words
throughout the day;
Just Another Year
The years are taking their toll.
Another birthday has now arrived.
People you mee
Get Out of Bed!
"Get out of bed, you silly fool!
Get up right now, it’s time for school.
If you don’t
Dil ko kisi ki aas nahi
दिल को किसी की आस नहीं है,
आंखों मे
All The Ways I Love You!
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways
I love the way you love the real me
Love Me Again
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
