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,
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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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KITABON MAI

Na Jane Saloon Baad Kaisa Sama Hoga,
Tere pyar mein

Tere pyar mein khudko aisa khoya,

Na Din Mein Soya Na Raat mein Roya,

Ab To unki

Sweet Treat Dream

If my world were made of chocolate,

I know what I would do.

I'd make a chocolate

Tears Of Love

Tears of pain run down my cheek,

wishing I was able to hold the one I seek.

Tears

koi mujhe pehchanta hi nahi

 

aaj wo mera naam bhul gay unko shayad oata nahi ki me kon hun 

jikrra

I'm Hiding Deep Inside

Can no one see this smile I'm faking,

See how, inside, I'm constantly shaking?

Th

A Thought True To You

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

Sugar is sweet,

And I love you.

If I Were King

I often wish I were a King,

And then I could do anything.

 

If only

hum veer jawan

जाग रहे हम वीर जवान,

pyaar fir se hone laga

 

सपने लेने छोड़ दिया था, लगा था तनà¤

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