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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Dard ko na dekho Dard ki nazron se,

Dard ko bhi Dard hota hai.

Dard ko bhi jaroor

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You are mine till the end.

I love you because you're my friend.

You were so kind

Come A Little Closer

Come a little closer

Honey, come a little closer,

let me whisper in your ear.

Thinking Of You

I always think of you.

In my sleep,

in my dreams,

I always think of you.<

If Four Is A Party This Is A Parade

I have one too many personalities,

I don't know which one is me,

So if I'm nice a

Your Special Friend

Friendship is like life.

It goes away,

And comes again.

 

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WO HUM SE RUTH GAY

Mere sapne kyon tut gaye,

Wo humse kyon ruth gaye,

Dekar shila mohabbat ka mujhe,

HAR PAL LARTA HAI

कभी हंसाती है तो कभी रुलाती है जिंदगी

KYA HAI ZINDGI

शून्य में निहारते आसमान को देख कर भूल

ZINDAGI BHI KYA ZINDAGI HAI

woh zindagi bhi kya zindagi hogi

jisme zindagi hi naa **

koi gam nhi

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