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

Me
Can't you see
The pain in my eyes?
But this is me
And my life.
If you hold me close
Y

I Am Worthy

I am worthy. There is nothing

that can or will happen today that

could convince m

Life Is All About Symphony

To live content with small means;

to seek elegance rather than luxury,

and refine

The One Who Got Away

My heart literally hurts.

My chest is in pain.

Life without you

Will neve

You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us

You have drowned every emotion of us,

Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe

To Harriet
Whose is the love that, gleaming through the world,
Wards off the poisonous arrow of its scorn?

Flirting With Your Eyes

I shuffled down the hallway

Trying to stay out of view

Peeking down the walkway

ae mere watan

ऐ मेरे प्यारे वतन, ऐ मेरे बिछड़े चमन त

A Rooted Friend

Friends come and go

and love grows, grows, and grows

True friends are trees with

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