Accept, dear girl, this little token,
And if between the lines you seek,
You'll find the love I've often spoken—
The love my dying lips shall speak.
Our little ones are making merry
O'er am'rous ditties rhymed in jest,
But in these words (though awkward—very)
The genuine article's expressed.
You are as fair and sweet and tender,
Dear brown-eyed little sweetheart mine,
As when, a callow youth and slender,
I asked to be your Valentine.
What though these years of ours be fleeting?
What though the years of youth be flown?
I'll mock old Tempus with repeating,
"I love my love and her alone!"
And when I fall before his reaping,
And when my stuttering speech is dumb,
Think not my love is dead or sleeping,
But that it waits for you to come.
So take, dear love, this little token,
And if there speaks in any line
The sentiment I'd fain have spoken,
Say, will you kiss your Valentine?
-Eugene Field
mati mere desh ki
नदी, झील, झरनों की झाँकी मनमोहक है,
What's The Difference Between Boys And Girls?
Girls?
SACH ME FARK NAHI PADTA
तुम्हे सच में फर्क नहीं पड़ता,
nadiyon se dhanwan
वेदों के मंत्रों से गुंजित स्वर जिसका निर्भ्रांत है।
The Greatest Friend
You've been with me through rough and tough
Build a Box of Friendship
Into a box of friendshipTo insure that it is strongFirst a layer of respectOn the bottom does belong.Then to the sides attach,In the corners where they meet,Several anchors full of trust,Devoid of all
Its your Choice
MAN SE SWIKAR
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
Dosti Ka Rishta
A Gift To Share
I was given a smile the other day
