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

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BOLA BHI KYA I AM SORRY

Mujhe dekar unke intjar ki saja wo pyar se kahgye i m sorry,

tadpa tadpa kar mujhe rulate

dosti oe zindgi ke mokaam

एक दिन जिंदगी ऐसे मुकाम पर पहुँच जाएँ

Back To Strangers

We started as strangers.

We fell and became lovers.

We started with a, "Hi,"

YAAD ME TERI YAARA

Dard apne dil ka humne

Ek arse ke bad khola hai

Bas bat ye alag hai

Ke da

HAMARI HARI BHARI DHARTI

हरी भरी धरती हो

नीला आसमान रहे

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JAB MILA KARTE HAI

Diye Toh Aandhi Mein Bhi Jala Karte Hain,
SUB JAGHA DHOKHA HAI

माना दुनियाँ बुरी है सब जगह धोखा है,

Your Path, My Heartbreak

You are blinded by shame

For all you have done

It hurts me so bad

That I

Behind The Mask

Hiding the hurt, hiding the pain,

Hiding the tears that fall like rain.

Saying I'

Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?

You poison me with your eyes,

Your lips curving, drawing me in.

How can you trust