With all my will, but much against my heart,
We two now part.
My Very Dear,
Our solace is, the sad road lies so clear.
It needs no art,
With faint, averted feet
And many a tear,
In our opposèd paths to persevere.
Go thou to East, I West.
We will not say
There 's any hope, it is so far away.
But, O, my Best,
When the one darling of our widowhead,
The nursling Grief,
Is dead,
And no dews blur our eyes
To see the peach-bloom come in evening skies,
Perchance we may,
Where now this night is day,
And even through faith of still averted feet,
Making full circle of our banishment,
Amazèd meet;
The bitter journey to the bourne so sweet
Seasoning the termless feast of our content
With tears of recognition never dry.
-Coventry Patmore
YE DIL TUMHE KHUSH DEKHNA CHAHTA HAI
Tum mere pass hoti ho to mujhe lagta hai ki
Messy Room
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
APNA HAR DARD CHHUPAYA
Zindgi se apna har dard chupa lena
God's Gift To Me
You are my sunshine.
What I Want
I Am Powerful!
KHUD KO HEE DHOONDTA HUN
Tere kareeb aur tujhse door hone ke baad,
YAAD ME TERI YAARA
Dard apne dil ka humne
beet gayi zindgi
सोचा था संवारेंगे तुझे ऐ! ज़िन्दगी,देकर तुझे स्वप्नों के कुछ नए रंग।पर तुझको
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
The Good Little Boy
Once there was a boy who never