Thou wast all that to me, love,
For which my soul did pine-
A green isle in the sea, love,
A fountain and a shrine,
All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers,
And all the flowers were mine.Ah, dream too bright to last!
Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise
But to be overcast!
A voice from out the Future cries,
"On! on!"- but o'er the Past
(Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies
Mute, motionless, aghast!For, alas! alas! me
The light of Life is o'er!
"No more- no more- no more-"
(Such language holds the solemn sea
To the sands upon the shore)
Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree
Or the stricken eagle soar!And all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy grey eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams-
In what ethereal dances,
By what eternal streams.
-Edgar Allen Poe
SHAYAD TUMHEN YAAD NAHI
शायद तुम्हें याद नहीं, पर उस दिन कि बातें जो अधूरी रह गई थी हमारे बीच वो अब भी
Missing You
If I Tell You, Will You?
The answer lies true in my heart,
Never Letting Go
She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
Our Love Is True
In the night
ishq or dosti
You Are My Love
It's that look in your eye.
I wish...
I wish to die,
The Gift of Boredom
KHUL GAYI HO JAISE KISMAT
कैसी उठी है दिल में, शरारत नई-नई…२