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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MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

Love's Arrow

Overwhelming and revealing

this amazing feeling,

this ache I crave, this desire,<

Dil ki es diwar par tera naam

Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoon

Pyar bhre shbdo se koi paigaam likhta hoon

JO MERE NAAM KE DANE HAI

इस जीवन की चादर में सांसों के ताने बा�

Different Types Of Friends
We all have many types of friends,
And in our life they come and go.
But if we can understand

If You Must Go

If you must go, then go for a while

Remember that the first step is a hard traveled mile.

dosti ka rishta khas

Dosti ka rista hota hai khas , Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .

Jo deti hai har kadam par sa

I Always Love You..

I love your eyes and your soft sighs.

I love your inner beauty, too.

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MATI MERE DESH KI

नदी, झील, झरनों की झाँकी मनमोहक है,

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Where The Street Ends

There's a place on each road...

Where the street ends...

Well, there's one in you