What of her glass without her? The blank grey
There where the pool is blind of the moon’s face.
Her dress without her? The tossed empty space
Of cloud-rack whence the moon has passed away.
Her paths without her? Day’s appointed sway
Usurped by desolate night. Her pillowed place
Without her? Tears, ah me! for love’s good grace,
And cold forgetfulness of night or day.What of the heart without her? Nay, poor heart,
Of thee what word remains ere speech be still?
A wayfarer by barren ways and chill,
Steep ways and weary, without her thou art,
Where the long cloud, the long wood’s counterpart,
Sheds doubled darkness up the labouring hill.
-Dante Gabriel Rossetti
hume akele chodne ka irada kun
दोस्ती का वादा किया था।,साथ निभाने का सहारा दिया था
What She Is To Me
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
Anjane me jinhe hum chahte the
Hamne bhi kuch khab dekhe the
aa ma teri paarti karun
peda kar gayi tujhe eahsaas bhi hai
I Realized
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
I Love You
When April bends above meAnd finds me fast asleepDust need not keep the secretA live heart died to keep.When April tells the thrushes,The meadow-larks will know,And pipe the three words lightlyTo all
Regret And Pain
Here I am, stumbling down the street
A Broken Heart
I really love you,but you love someone else.When I see you,I can't close my eyes.I just want you to say how much you care about me.But you love someone else.I just want to hear "I love you" out of
MAA KI PARIBHASHA
हम एक शब्द हैं तो वह पूरी भाषा है
WO REHTE HAI IS KADAR
Wo ruthe hain is kadar manayein kaise
