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

Under the Harvest Moon
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over garden nights,
Death,

mea mantar hun

वन्देमातरम गीत नहीं मैं मंत्र हूँ जी�

badal gaya hai apna desh

तबसे अब में खूब,मचा विकास का जनादेश !

My Weakness

Until I met you my heart stood still

Like the moon and the sun

Their love is true

kun rahoon

Gati prabal pairon mein bhari

Phir kyun rahoon dar dar khada

Jab aaj mere saamne,

gairoon ki baat kun karte ho

tum gairoon ki baath karte ho,

humne apno kho aazmaya hai.

tum kaanto se bach ke

Mysterious Love

As I lay here in the dark by your side,

You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<

The Reason Why I Love You

Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,

When I see you wal

MEET KARAYE NAHI JATE

Woh suhane lamhe ab bhulaye nahi jate

Yaado k parinde yu hi udaaye nahi jate

&nbs

Alone Forever

My feelings make me alone,
Alone forever.
My friends don’t know my feelings,