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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धर्म फूले फले

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Rain, rain, go away,

Because of you, the pain will stay.

Slit my throat, cut out

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You came to me when you were sad

And I was stupid to take you back

I thought you

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I don't have a controller,

And I don't have a screen,

I don't need to be plugged

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Bas bat ye alag hai

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If it is, then why can't I find it?

Hate. Does that m

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I have an invisible friend

Who guides me through dark and pain.

She always tells

ajnabee the or ajnabee hai

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