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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SUB JAGHA DHOKHA HAI

माना दुनियाँ बुरी है सब जगह धोखा है,

O, My Friend
O, my friend,
What fitting word can I say?
You, my chum,
My companion of infinite talks,

kun rahoon

Gati prabal pairon mein bhari

Phir kyun rahoon dar dar khada

Jab aaj mere saamne,

ye ranjisho ka silsila

Suna hai Sau raaste jaate hai usski jaanib ki taraf ...

mujhe ek bhi nai mil raha, lagata

I Am Trying

I know there's something great in me,

Something I struggle to find.

The days and

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

A Book of Verse
A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou
Beside me sin

hume akele chodne ka irada kun

दोस्ती का वादा किया था।,साथ निभाने का

Love Of A Friend

sitting alone gazing at the sky

thinking of you always make me cry

as the time go

Changing The Past

The past is the past for a reason.

That is where it is supposed to stay,

But some

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