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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My Dear Love

I see you in my thoughts and dreams.

When I awake, how real it seems.

You aren't

saikil ke pahiy fir se ghumay

चलो फिर से बच्चे बन जाते हैं

लौट कर

I Will Want To Grow Old With You

You can take me on a holiday

but I prefer to sit at home

you can buy me chocolate

KUCH RANG ZINDAGI KE

यदि एक औरत 

अपने आत्मसम्मान के ल�

Worthless Love

No stupid love song can describe how I feel

Sometimes the words other people say

DO HOTON KI MUSKAN

लड़का केहता हैं कभी तेरे होटो की मुस्क

Every Day My Love For You Grows

Every day that passes us by

all I could think of is this one guy.

I never thought

Faithful, Unsure Love
Through all the storms and struggles—
All the fights and tussles’,
All the disrespect, and

My Love For Her

Your lips so soft and red.

The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head.   &n

My Belly Button...

Oh my beloved belly button.
The squidgy ring in my midriff mutton.

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