Whose is the love that, gleaming through the world,
Wards off the poisonous arrow of its scorn?
Whose is the warm and partial praise,
Virtue's most sweet reward?
Beneath whose looks did my reviving soul
Riper in truth and virtuous daring grow?
Whose eyes have I gazed fondly on,
And loved mankind the more?
Harriet! on thine:—thou wert my purer mind;
Thou wert the inspiration of my song;
Thine are these early wilding flowers,
Though garlanded by me.
Then press into thy breast this pledge of love;
And know, though time may change and years may roll,
Each floweret gathered in my heart
It consecrates to thine.
-Percy Bysshe Shelley
Last
Friend, whose smile has come to beVery precious unto me,Though I know I drank not firstOf your love’s bright fountain-burst,Yet I grieve not for the past,So you only love me last!Other souls may
The Wrong Boyfriend
you say you love me
Eternal Emotion
As long as the birds are singing,
The Moon...
The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
Sweet Dreams
Last night as I lay sleeping, love,A vision came to me.It was of you and I, my love,A wondrous sight to see.And in the dream I had, my love,I reached and touched your faceI clasped your hand in mine,
A Friend - By Sir Shotgun
A friend is the one who tells you the truthregardless of the cost,A friend will help you find the thing'syou'd given up as lostA friend will never put you downor make you feel alone,He'll smile and
Silent Noon
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,--...The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:...Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and glooms'Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass.
Har nazar ko ek nazar ki talash hai
Har nazar ko ek nazar ki talash hai,
JIS DESH ME GANGA BEHTI HAI
जिस देश में गंगा बहती है
The People Upstairs
The people upstairs all practice ballet
