A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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A Broken Heart

I really love you,
but you love someone else.
When I see you,
I can't close my eye

Come Fly With Me My Friend

Walk with me along the path,

And reach up toward the sky.

I'll be right beside yo

MERE DIL KA CHAMAN

वो मेरी भारत माँ, मेरा प्यारा वतन।

KATTAR LAGAYE BAITHE HAIN

Bas chalta ja tu sahi dagar,

Or peeche kabhi na mudna tu.

Jab pahuchega tu manzil

AAJADI KI RITI NIBHAI

लाल रक्त से धरा नहाई,

श्वेत नभ पर ल�

A Poem About Time

Time is slow, time is fast.

It never stops, but it always lasts.

It's time for be

QUEST
From where does the power come
That turns a soft cool breeze
Into a raging storm?

How d

A Dream within a Dream
Take this kiss upon thy brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow—
You ar

such a wonderful collection

So pause lots,

function at a pace

that doesn’t pull you apart.

Hono

tiranga fehrate hai shaan se

 

 

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