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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BHARAT AZAD HUA THA

दूसरा पाकिस्तान कहलाया था|

सरहद न

Tamanna adhuri

Meri har tamanna adhuri thi tujhe pane se pahle

En tamanno ko aaj jine ki bajah likh

karne lage hai hum khud se pyar

Zindagi ne, is kaddar, kiya hai,  bas vaar

Bina koi,  churee,  ya koi,&nbs

zamane ne mujhe chot di hai

मेरी तस्वीर अपने साथ लेना

अभी हाल

Pardes Nahi Jayenge
Wo bole ek din hum se,
ke ab chalo is watan se.
kya rakha hai is watan me,
sukhe se i

Love (3)
Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love,

True Love & True Friendship

You're the one I most admire

with great intentions and loving desires.

Passion an

AANKHE JAGA NAHI KARTI

चूड़ियों के बीच तेरी गुस्से भरी आवाज

NA JANE KISKA DIL SEENE SE CHHU PAY BAITHE HAI

जो चोट खाकर बैठे है वो शायर बन बैठे है&

Why You're My Friend

You are mine till the end.

I love you because you're my friend.

You were so kind

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