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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VIDHYALAY ME SABHA
विद्यालय में सभा की समाप्ति पर,
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Days come and go
Days come and go
But my feelings for you are forever
I am just not capable
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utho dhara ke amar
SANSAR CHALAY BETHE HAIN
क्या बात करूँ मैं लोगो की
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Not Born To Die!
Spread your wings and flap to fly.
The sky is there for you to try.
You say the w
AAJADI KI RITI NIBHAI
लाल रक्त से धरा नहाई,
श्वेत नभ पर ल
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We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
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The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
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