A Red, Red Rose

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune!

As fair thou art, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I:
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry:

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt with the sun;
I will luve thee still my dear,
When the sands of life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile.

-Robert Burns

Other poems-on-life

jiwan hi hai sundarta

वह जीवन भी क्या जीवन है,
I Am Worthy

I am worthy. There is nothing

that can or will happen today that

could convince m

chalna hamara kaam hai

Gati prabal pairon mein bhari

Phir kyun rahoon dar dar khada

Jab aaj mere saamne,

Speak The Language Of Your Heart

Each day we wake is such a gift;

No moment's guaranteed.

Tomorrow isn't promised,

Life Doesn't Frighten Me

Shadows on the wall

Noises down the hall

Life doesn't frighten me at all

KATTAR LAGAYE BAITHE HAIN

Bas chalta ja tu sahi dagar,

Or peeche kabhi na mudna tu.

Jab pahuchega tu manzil

When I Was One-and-Twenty
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
‘Give crowns and pounds and guineas

zindagi koi ghulam nahi

जिंदगी गुलामी में नहीं, आजादी से जियो

Quite possibly

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people

and the affecti

Just Want A Happy Life

I live with depravity,

Pressure like gravity.

Why can't they just see

I w