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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zindgi ko ji lo achhese
kabhi kabhi kuchh cheezein Apne man
ki bhi kar le ni chahiye
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This Morning
This passionate morning
I wake up with
Your feminine body
With your seduc
I LOVE YOU
When April bends above me
And finds me fast asleep,
Dust need not keep the secret
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
Love Love
When I look back at times
I find you winking at me
making something stir inside
You
Find Your Drive
Sometimes you just have to push yourself to get out of bed.
You stay up 'til 2 am just wi
You Are My Life
You have come into my life
And it changed with a blink of an eye
Y
A Freind Like You
A friend like you is always there
A friend like you is like a dream
A friend like
My Best Friend
Best friends are angels
That God sent along.
They always stay besi
prand ke saman hai
घोर अंधकार हो,
चल रही बयार हो,
आज
