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

Silent Noon
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,--
...The finger-points look through like rosy blooms

Our Love Is True

In the night

I hear your voice,

but try to fight

to keep my noise.

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Deedar a nazar

Deedar a nazar na sahi sapno me aate rahiye

Mulakaton ka silsila yoon hi chalte rahne do<

In Loving Memory
On every soldier’s tombstone
should be a message of honor, respect and love:
"In loving memo

Flirting With Your Eyes

I shuffled down the hallway

Trying to stay out of view

Peeking down the walkway

DIL NE CHHUPA DI MOHABBAT

Bichadi pyaar ki dhadkaney Aankhon mein nami de

Bandh raahon ki uljhan Jeene na de

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Love? No. Fate? I Think So

I knew the day we met

That we were meant to be.

I knew our fate was set,

Pain Of A Broken Heart

Tears of blood fall from my broken heart.

I never thought we would be apart.

When

My Love For Her

Your lips so soft and red.

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

Main Tujhse Juda Hokar

Main Tujhse Juda Hokar Kehta Bhi Kya.....???

Ke Tujhse Juda Hote Waqt, Mere Aankhon Mein