Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
-W. B. Yeats
Its not the way you think
Its not that I want to hurtIts just a wrongly put effortIts not that I mean to offendIts what I say, I never intendIts not that I expect anythingIts just you who means everythingIts not that my faith
The Mysteries Of Love
Love is a mystery
I Hate This Feeling
DIL AAKHIR KYUN ROTA HAI .
YEH JO GEHRE SANNATE HAIN,
Take The Time
Who learns and learns,
Remember The First Meet
I remember the first time you talked to me,
A Life In Progress
Fear is loud and bossy.
DOST WO HAI
दोस्त वो है जो बिन कहे समझ लेता है हर बात
MERE DESH KI AANKHEN
झुकी कमर सीधी की
Love At First Sight
When first we touched,