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

Not a disappointment

Like sea waves, love always move toward great heights,
Life is love

 

Hurt and pain.

There's much to gain.

Peace and love.

It's

The Indian Serenade
I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing lo

I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star

I wished for your love on a shooting star

and didn't think my wish would get too far.

KYA DIN THE BATCH PAN KE

Hum se hamara bachpn chhinne tub jawani ati hai,

Sirf yaden chhod jati hai sari khushiyan

Fallen In Love

I've fallen in love

with the man of my dreams.

He left all his clues

and

Mysterious Love

As I lay here in the dark by your side,

You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<

Storm Is Life
When it’s to rain,
clouds gather up in the sky.
So dark, mild, puffy and scary.
No place

Her Triumph
See the chariot at hand here of Love,
Wherein my lady rideth!
Each that draws is a swan or

A Time To Talk

When a friend calls to me from the road

And slows his horse to a meaning walk,

I