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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DESH HAMARA HAI
इस देश की मिट्टी में
धर्म फूले फले
Pyar Ne Sharabi Kar Diya
उसने होठो से छू कर दरिया का पानी
ITNI TANHAI
इतनी तन्हाइयाँ हैं,
डर भी सकती हूँ,
The Love I Feel For You
To hold you close to having you near
To have my breath against your ear
Whisperin
I Miss You
In the blink of an eye
I didn’t know
That I would have to say goodbye
At night a tear ro
BAS THODI DER
बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे
Speechless
My Name Is Sasha
My Sister Is Leigh
I am six
And she is three
Our dads always mad
tum hame mile
Kabhi to waqt thaira hoga jo tum mile
Kya muhabbat ki os giri hogi jo tum mile
Ya
TU SAFAR HAI MERA
Tera safar mera safar,
Tu kitab khubsurat hai, humsafar,
Mujh par daal tu ek naza
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We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
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