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)

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CHAND CHANDNI KO CHAHTA HAI

Chand Chandni ko chahta hai jis kadar,

Us kadar chahu main tujhe ish kadar ,

Meri

AAJ AAYI HO TO

आज आई हो तो बस कह दो कि तुम वो बातें पू

Unexpressed Feelings

Sometimes, I often wonder why something shouts as loud as thunder

It was there inside of

Marital Rape of a Man
With dreams of Happy life
got married and brought home his wife
with zillion thoughts he enter

hum chalna chahte hai

hum raah ko badalna nahi chahte,

raah ko hum banana chahte hai.......

jo khud pad

Back To Strangers

We started as strangers.

We fell and became lovers.

We started with a, "Hi,"

This Feeling Is Love

  This feeling inside, I cannot hide.

  This feeling inside, I can't deny.

Tomorrow Is Vision But Today Is Life

Look well to this day,

For it and it alone is life.

In its brief course

L

Second Best

I have a heart and it's quite broken.

I read your words as if they were spoken.

Y

JEE LE APNI ZINDAGI

सच तो है ये जिंदगी कुछ लम्हात

एहसा

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