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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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,

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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�