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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Playing Dodgeball

So much thrown at me,

And up against a wall

I feel like I've spent my life,

Just Want A Happy Life

I live with depravity,

Pressure like gravity.

Why can't they just see

I w

kuchh pal ki bate

कोई मैं में उलझा है तो कोई तू उलझा है

Tears Of Love

Tears of pain run down my cheek,

wishing I was able to hold the one I seek.

Tears

Enough Hurting Those Who Love You

Wondering why you have so much hate

Before you see it will be too late

Trying to

EK AURAT KE KHILAF

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दुनियादारी क�

I think of you
I think of you each morning,
And dream of you each night,
I think of your arms being aroun

MUSALMAN MERE DESH MAIN

कान्हा की कला पे रीझकर भक्ति भावना

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Your Love Is A Lie

You came to me when you were sad

And I was stupid to take you back

I thought you

Climb Every Mountain

Everyone's got a big mountain to climb,

All those with an incurable illness.

Each