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

Your Lips..

Lips sweet as sugar,

how to touch them I linger.

Lips that enslave me with their

Lost
I thought it was a dream, I thought it wasn't real
But pain really hurts and its really how I fee

Udaan
Kalpana ki ek udaan
unn shabdon mein lipti
jaisey ghol gayi
mishri si mithas
tann-mann m

First Kiss...

We sat

And talked

About nothing

I looked

Into

Your eyes

YE MATWALI ZINDAGI

आज रात दुख वाली है तो कल दिवाली है,

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Our Mysterious Love

As I lay here in the dark by your side,

You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<

Your Path, My Heartbreak

You are blinded by shame

For all you have done

It hurts me so bad

That I

The Heart Of Friendship
The bond of friendship is everlasting
True friends never say good-bye
There is pure truth betw

MAA KO BETI KI PUKAAR

अपना निवाला छोड़कर मेरी खातिर तुमने �

The Cake Of Friendship

Preheat the oven of love

With plenty of secrets and hugs.

 

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