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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To You I Promise
My love for you is unconditional and enduring.
To you, I promise to always be reassuring.
Apney hisse ka diya khud jalaana hoga...
Khawahish Se Nahi Girtey Phal Jholi Mein
Waqt Ki Shakh Ko Mere Dost Hilana Hoga
Kuch
chandan se kum nahi hai mati hamare desh ki
You Used Me
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
HUM BHARTIYA KEHLATA HAI
हम बच्चे हँसते गाते हैं।
हम आगे बढ
Without You
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
Our Mysterious Love
As I lay here in the dark by your side,
You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<
Love On Reserve
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
Life's Own Battle
Didn't want a battle,
Yet you declared war,
Each knock you gave me made me strong
The Most Horrible Treat
It seemed like a good idea at the time,
But looking back now I cringe just a little.
