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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Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,

When I see you wal

dosti kya hai

 

dosti wo nahi jo jaan deti hai 

dosti wo bhi nahi jo muskan deti ha

Dil ki diwar

Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoon

Hansa tha jo tune muje dekh pyar se

Un

Kuch To Kaho Na

Kuchh pal saath chale to jaanaa,

Rastaa hai jaanaa pehchanaa.

 

Saan

Quite possibly

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people

and the affecti

Zindagi ko jina sikh lo

Zindagi ko jina sikh lo,

Zindagi se ladna sikh lo,

Hausla rakho sabse uper,

Shahjhan Ki Mumtaj

उसकी आँखे जैसी एक राज़ हो

 

उसक�

From The Day I Met You

From the day I met you,

I never knew our love would be so pure and true.

Every ti

ITIHAS ON ME NAAM LIKHA MERA DESH

यारा प्यारा मेरा देश,

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