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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SHAAM KI TARAH

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Of turning around my terrible day.

She makes all the bad th

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I have an invisible friend

Who guides me through dark and pain.

She always tells

TUM OR TUMHEN

मगर, सच तो यह है कि

प्यार तुम हो,

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My love is of a birth as rare
As 'tis for object strange and high;
It was begotten by Despai

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We are going to different high schools
I know it will be hard
we were best friends
and now

tum jo kehte hume

Tum jo kahte hume

Hum jaan laga dete

Aangan aapka sajane

Hum sara aasman