A Divine Rapture
Posted on
16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
admin
E'en like two little bank-dividing brooks,
That wash the pebbles with their wanton streams,
And having ranged and search'd a thousand nooks,
Meet both at length in silver-breasted Thames,
Where in a greater current they conjoin:
So I my Best-beloved's am; so He is mine. E'en so we met; and after long pursuit,
E'en so we joined; we both became entire;
No need for either to renew a suit,
For I was flax, and He was flames of fire:
Our firm-united souls did more than twine;
So I my Best-beloved's am; so He is mine. If all those glittering Monarchs, that command
The servile quarters of this earthly ball,
Should tender in exchange their shares of land,
I would not change my fortunes for them all:
Their wealth is but a counter to my coin:
The world 's but theirs; but my Beloved's mine.
-Francis Quarles
263
12
Other poetry
Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha ?
Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha,
na qareeb aaye, na fasla rakha.
Love Me Again
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
She Is The Best
Her nature is the best.
Her smile has life.
Her eyes are full of love.
Sh
banta mitta hua me
किशमिश सी जलती मस्तियाँ लपट- झपट उठता
True Love & True Friendship
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
We Have Been Friends Together
We have been friends together,
In sunshine and in shade;
Since first beneath the chestnut-tree
meri ghazal suna kar dekhna
Kabhi tum muje kareeb se aa k dekhna
Aise nahi jara aur paas aa k dekhna,
<
Friend
Friend
You and I are friends
You laugh, I laugh
You cry, I cry
You scream, I scr
tumse jab bate shuru hui
उस एक दिन जब बातें शुरू हुई तुमसे लगा
ajnabee the or ajnabee hai
मेरी आँखो का हर आँसू तेरे प्यार की नि