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

Where Were You

When you needed me I was there for you

I let you cry on me

I let you talk to me

Enough Hurting Those Who Love You

Wondering why you have so much hate

Before you see it will be too late

Trying to

KUCH RANG ZINDAGI KE

यदि एक औरत 

अपने आत्मसम्मान के ल�

WO REHTE HAI IS KADAR

Wo ruthe hain is kadar manayein kaise

Jazbaat apne dil ke dikhayein kaise

Narm eh

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

Clearing The Way

I have waited quite a long time to get old,

So I think I should try to enjoy it.

Friendz Are Be Like

Opposites

I say yes and you say no

I say bye and you say hello

Butterfly'

In Your Eyes..

It's the memories of you I have

That make any grey sky turn blue

And lets me know

MUJHE PYAAR HAI US LADKI SE

मुझे प्यार है उस लड़की से और मेरा प्य�

sachi dosti me har ek naya rishta mil jata hai

प्यार को मत समझो पूरा उसका पहला अक्षर