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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CHAND CHANDNI KO CHAHTA HAI

Chand Chandni ko chahta hai jis kadar,

Us kadar chahu main tujhe ish kadar ,

Meri

What Love Can Mean

How can I let go of you, the one who holds my heart,

We loved being together, now we cry

NA RAAT DEKHI NA DIN

चाँद को भी हमने तुम्हारे लिए सजाया है

ek bewafa ka intzaar

हम तुम्हारे फोन का इंतज़ार करते है <

Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --

because -- I don't know how to say it: a

My World..

Love. Is that what I crave?

If it is, then why can't I find it?

Hate. Does that m

Be Proud Of Who You Are

I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.

I am who I am, from my head to my toes.

Night Noises

My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder

What the noise is every night t

Live Life To Fullest

Life is like an old house; it gets used,

worn-out and old.

Then it's time to move

This Is Your Time

This is your time

to no longer be who you were,

to rise from the embers,