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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JEE LE APNI ZINDAGI

सच तो है ये जिंदगी कुछ लम्हात

एहसा

mei or meri tanhai

मैं अकेला कब था ,मैं था और मेरी तनहाई थ

If I Tell You Will You ?

The answer lies true in my heart,

So if I tell you, will you tear it apart?

Or wi

chandan se kum nahi hai mati hamare desh ki

Life Circle..

When I am born, you are here

In your eye, I see a tear

Time flies and already I'm

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

UMAR BHAR NIBHANE KA

 

ये तो फ़र्ज है उम्र भर निभाने का

Once Upon A Love

What we have is something new,

Our love for each other has always been true.

We m

I Am Worthy

I am worthy. There is nothing

that can or will happen today that

could convince m

Behind The Mask

Hiding the hurt, hiding the pain,

Hiding the tears that fall like rain.

Saying I'

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