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Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first
O

We Have Been Friends Together
We have been friends together,
In sunshine and in shade;
Since first beneath the chestnut-tree

A Dream within a Dream
Take this kiss upon thy brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow—
You ar

A Farewell
With all my will, but much against my heart,
We two now part.
My Very Dear,
Our solace i

A Red, Red Rose
O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie <

A Summer Song
When as the rye reach to the chin,
And chopcherry, chopcherry ripe within,
Strawberries swimmi

At the Mid Hour of Night
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life sho

Life
A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in,
A minute to smile and an hour to weep in,
A pint of

Under the Harvest Moon
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over garden nights,
Death,

I Lost a World
I lost a World - the other day!
Has Anybody found?
You'll know it by the Row of Stars
Aroun

No Tears
Under the blue skies of her native land
She languished and began to fade...
Until surely there

i flirt with you
i flirt with you because i need
slipping in and out of conversation
making you wonder,

Desh Hame Deta Hain Sab Kuchh
Desh hame deta hai sab kuchh
Hum bhi to kuchh dena sikhen
Suraj hame roshni deta
Hawa

TIMES OF GRIEF
A day it came, a day it went
Pain and cry, all left in grief
Scar it made, it hides behind

TIMES OF GRIEF
A day it came, a day it went
Pain and cry, all left in grief
Scar it made, it hides behind

Chaman Kho Gaya
Mere watan ka Aman kho gaya
Na jane kahan wo chaman kho gaya

Bahaaren jahan aa ke de

Pardes Nahi Jayenge
Wo bole ek din hum se,
ke ab chalo is watan se.
kya rakha hai is watan me,
sukhe se i

Womens In My Life

I was born,
a woman was there to hold me.......... my mother

I grew as a child

The Tyrants
The tyrants are on the loose again;
They hate all but their own.
They give their lives to kill

They Did Their Share
On Veteran’s Day we honor
Soldiers who protect our nation.
For their service as our warrio

 

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