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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MUSKURANE KI WAJHA

Humare Muskurane ki Wajah Tum Ho,

Hamare Zindagi ka Matlab Tum Ho,

Agar Chor Diya

ishq hi khuda hai

As You Go Through Life

Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;

  And even when you find them,

Playing Dodgeball

So much thrown at me,

And up against a wall

I feel like I've spent my life,

You're My Forever

You're so special - more than you know and more than I show.

You're my soul mate, you're

singhu main

Dubkiyan sindhu mein gota khor lagaata hai

ja ja kar khaali haath laut aata hai

M

My Credo Of Life

Let me live within the moment.

Let me feel all that I can.

Let me cherish life fo

Remeber When

Remember when we first did meet,

our hearts rejoiced and skipped a beat.

Remember

MERI KALAM OR DAWAAT

ये कैसे अद्भूत मोती अल्फाजों के अ माल

Miss You A Lot

 

Your charming smile unlocks the door of my heart…

Your gentle touch