Thou wast all that to me, love,
For which my soul did pine-
A green isle in the sea, love,
A fountain and a shrine,
All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers,
And all the flowers were mine.Ah, dream too bright to last!
Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise
But to be overcast!
A voice from out the Future cries,
"On! on!"- but o'er the Past
(Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies
Mute, motionless, aghast!For, alas! alas! me
The light of Life is o'er!
"No more- no more- no more-"
(Such language holds the solemn sea
To the sands upon the shore)
Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree
Or the stricken eagle soar!And all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy grey eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams-
In what ethereal dances,
By what eternal streams.
-Edgar Allen Poe
INN AANSUON ME UTAR AYA HAI
Aasman mei iss aadhe-adhure chand ke sath
HUM BADAL NA NAHI CHAHTE
हम राह को बदलना नहीं चाहते हैं,
Inner Peace In Life
The wind whistles past my ears.
JIWAN KA WO MARG
मैं जब तेरे बारे में सोचती हूँ ,
Life Is Now
Time flies and memories fade.
zindgi me khush rahe
aapki zindgi me ye mayne nahi rakhta ki,
CINDY WILLIAMS GUTIÉRREZ
what my body knows
Life is A Art
To Follow your heart, and intuition,
Brighter Skies
If you awake to one more dreary day,
The Beauty Of A Tree
Can there be anything more lovely
