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

Other poetry

BAS THODI DER

बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे �

How It Used To Be

I saw her during recess

And then again at lunch

I kinda liked to tease her

<

Come A Little Closer

Come a little closer

Honey, come a little closer,

let me whisper in your ear.

An Argument
've oft been told by learned friars,
That wishing and the crime are one,
And Heaven punishes d

Mask
I was once sad and lonely,
Having nobody to comfort me,
So I wore a mask that always smiled;

kya dhoondti rehti hai ye aankhe

सब कुछ तो है क्या ढूँढ़ती रहती हैं नि�

In The Shadow Of Your Warm Love

In the shadow of your warm love

I feel so safe and secure,

And your soft, caring

Bol Na Yaad To Aati Hogi Na..

Ghanato Bath Kar Wo Baate Karna...

Ek Ek Meri Shararat Tumko Yaad To Aati Hogi Na...?

What Friendship Means

Friendship means being there just to be there.

Friendship means listening and not asking

tum jo kehte hume

Tum jo kahte hume

Hum jaan laga dete

Aangan aapka sajane

Hum sara aasman