A Book of Verse

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

A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou
Beside me singing in the wilderness -
Ah, wilderness were paradise now!

-Omar Khayyam

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From where does the power come
That turns a soft cool breeze
Into a raging storm?

How d

Wo humse kyon ruth gaye,

Tor late tare bhi hum unke liye

us nile aasman se,

Mit jate hain nafrat bhi

dosti ka wishwaas

prrem or tyaag ke dhage se juda hota hai,

ek vishwas dosti kaa!

duniyan ke sabhi

hum dono hamesha dost rahenge

हर सुख दुःख में, साथ साथ जीया करते थे।<

Rishtey mare nahi jate

Faasle Badhne Se Rishte Mar To Nahi Jaate...

Par Sach To Yeh Hai Ke Kuch Baaki Rehta Bhi

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