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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DESH HAMARA HAI

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धर्म फूले फले

Me without you...

Me without you is like
a nerd without braces,
A shoe without laces,
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Lover Far Away

I lay in my bed and think about you.

I love you so much' I don't know what to do.

Jenny Kissed Me
Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in.
Time, you thief, who love

You Used Me

You used me.

I thought you were the key,

But the truth is that you used me,

MOOT SE PEHLE HI SAHI

समंदर सा गहरा है मेरा प्यार ओ दिलदार

My Best Friend

 

Best friends are angels

That God sent along.

They always stay besi

pata hi na chala

एक जमाना जब दोस्तों के साथ,

खूब हंस

ae mere watan

ऐ मेरे प्यारे वतन, ऐ मेरे बिछड़े चमन त�

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