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)

Other poetry

Never Give Up

Never give up,

Never give in.

Move onward and upward with strength from within.

gairoon ki baat kun karte ho

tum gairoon ki baath karte ho,

humne apno kho aazmaya hai.

tum kaanto se bach ke

mera dost kahan se aya hai

najaane kaha se aya hai,

na jaane kaha jayga..

i min.. are age padhne se pehle ru

WO MANZAR BHI AAYENGE

रख हौसला वो मंजर भी आयेगा,

प्यासे क

This Morning

This passionate morning

I wake up with

Your feminine body

With your seduc

EK ITIHAAS BAN JATE HAI

मोम की मानिंद, कैसे पिघल-पिघल जाते है�

The People Upstairs

The people upstairs all practice ballet

Their living room is a bowling alley

Thei

Sare dosto ko samarpit

अगर बिकी तेरी दोस्ती… तो पहले खरीद�

I Can Do Anything For You My Love

Your lips so soft and red.

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

Sweet Dreams

Last night as I lay sleeping, love,
A vision came to me.
It was of you and I, my love,<