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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samaaj ki bate
भारत क्यों तेरी साँसों के, स्वर आहत स
My Only One
going through our memories
that's always what I do
coz that's all you've left me
just memor
SADA RAHE
चाहे रहे सदा मेरे जमाना विरूद्
DUNIYAN ISHARYA KUN KARTI HAI
क्यों यह दुनिया दूसरे से इतनी ज्यादा
It Feels Like A Lifetime Ago
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Love After Love
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
a
Jenny Kissed Me
Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in.
Time, you thief, who love
Just For Today
Just for today,
Can we forget about race,
Colour, religion
Looking For Eternal Love
I start my journey on having faith
That someday I'll find my day
I know this day
KISSI PED KI CHHAW ME
किसी पेड़ की छाँव में किसी की राह त
