Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first
Of your love’s bright fountain-burst,
Yet I grieve not for the past,
So you only love me last!Other souls may find their joy
In the blind love of a boy:
Give me that which years have tried,
Disciplined and purified,—
Such as, braving sun and blast,
You will bring to me at last!There are brows more fair than mine,
Eyes of more bewitching shine,
Other hearts more fit, in truth,
For the passion of your youth;
But, their transient empire past,
You will surely love me last!Wing away your summer-time,
Find a love in every clime,
Roam in liberty and light,—
I shall never stay your flight,
For I know, when all is past
You will come to me at last!
-Elizabeth (Akers) Allen (1832-1911)
Secret Lover
I've never been the type to say what I feel
SACH HO YA NA HO
साथ हमारा हो ना हो,लेकिन मिलना तो बस मुक़द्द्र में है
log kehte hai jamin par kisi ko khuda nahi milta
लोग कहते हैं ज़मीं पर किसी को खुदा नहीं मिलता,
Home Alone
My family's gone; there's no one home.
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
dil lagana asaan hai
Pyar Karna Aasan Hota Hai,
As You Go Through Life
Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
tum or hum ajnabi ek raho pe
एक अजनबी तुम एक अजनबी हम अनजानी राहों में मिल जाएंगे
zindgi ka naam imtehan
कहते हैं ज़िन्दगी का दूसरा नाम इम्तिहान हैं
A Book of Verse
A book of verse, underneath the bough,A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thouBeside me singing in the wilderness -Ah, wilderness were paradise now!
