A Divine Rapture
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16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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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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CHAND CHANDNI KO CHAHTA HAI
Chand Chandni ko chahta hai jis kadar,
Us kadar chahu main tujhe ish kadar ,
Meri
What Love Can Mean
How can I let go of you, the one who holds my heart,
We loved being together, now we cry
NA RAAT DEKHI NA DIN
चाँद को भी हमने तुम्हारे लिए सजाया है
ek bewafa ka intzaar
हम तुम्हारे फोन का इंतज़ार करते है <
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
My World..
Love. Is that what I crave?
If it is, then why can't I find it?
Hate. Does that m
Be Proud Of Who You Are
I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.
I am who I am, from my head to my toes.
Night Noises
My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night t
Live Life To Fullest
Life is like an old house; it gets used,
worn-out and old.
Then it's time to move
This Is Your Time
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,