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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She is unique.

Every time I see her

I just can't seem to know how to speak.

kismat ki baat hai

Kismat kismat ki baat hai

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Kismat

Sorry
I'm sorry friend
I don't know what to do
I try so hard
to be a better person to you

parwah nahi kuch dam ki

कस ली है कमर अब तो, कुछ करके दिखाएंगे,

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You came into my life so quick

A beautiful friendship happened in a wink

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ITNI TANHAI

इतनी तन्हाइयाँ हैं,

डर भी सकती हूँ,

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Never made his s

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Bus yahi dua mangi thi bhagwaan se,

 

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