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The gray sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep,
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.
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Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!
-Robert Browning
Wishes Don't Come True
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
aitbaar kar mujhpe
Aitabar kar mujhpe bedard nahi hu main…
AAG KI BHIKH
धुँधली हुईं दिशाएँ, छाने लगा कुहासा,
After The Party
It's getting late, I must go
To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace
I have been lucky enough to feel your touch
My Confession
My love for you is uncontrollable.
Dirty Face
Where did you get such a dirty face,
SHAAM KI TARAH
शाम की तरह हम ढलते जा रहे है,
MAN SE SWIKAR
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
Never Let Go
One by onetake one step at a timesaid her daddy, teaching her to walkthe little girl only one year oldshe looked up and smiledand let go of his hand.Now seventeen years oldout driving in the
