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.
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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महके बीस गुलाब गंध बाँटे खुशहाली
tum jo sang bane raho
Tumhare karan har jeet se pyar hai mera
Mera seerat ye badhta rahega
Tum jo sang
Chai-Chai
रेलवे स्टेशन पर एक चाय वाले ने सुन्दर
ALFAZON KI KAMI
रात की इस ख़ामोशी में
इस कलम की सरगो
MAN SE SWIKAR
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
Brain Food
Last night at dinner we had some fish,
and though I tried, I did not finish.
My m
Sare dosto ko samarpit
अगर बिकी तेरी दोस्ती… तो पहले खरीद
Shahjhan Ki Mumtaj
उसकी आँखे जैसी एक राज़ हो
उसक
Meri baaton mein tu
Meri baaton mein tu,Maine manga jise
Wo dua tu hi tu,Aankhon hi aankhon mein
Baat
PYAARI JUG SE NYARI MAA
प्यारी जग से न्यारी माँ,
खुशियां द