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

I so loved you

 

I so loved you from the start,

You had a special place in my heart,

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kuchh rasto par kadam rakh kar

kuch rasto par kadam rakh kar bhi 

meri ruh unhe pehchaanti nahi

tum puch

I'm Hiding Deep Inside

Can no one see this smile I'm faking,

See how, inside, I'm constantly shaking?

Th

NAZAR MILI

Aaj fir humari nazare mili

Vo mujhe dekhkar muskurane lagi

Uske hotho ki hasi muj

nafrat kabhi bhi mat karna

Nafrat Kabhi Na Karna Hum Se,

Ye hum Kabi na Seh Payein Gey,

Ek bar keh Dena hums

TUMHARI HAR EK BAAT NIRALI

Tum ho ek anmol angoothi

 

Ya phir uska koi nageena

 

T

The Indian Serenade
I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing lo

Not A Day Goes By

Not a day goes by

that I don't wish you knew how much I love you.

Not a day goes

My Empty, Broken Heart

 My empty, broken heart is left in the pouring rain to soak up   my tears. 

zindgi ka naam imtehan

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