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

Everyone Is Searching

Everyone is searching

for the missing piece in life.

The key to unlock the door

mujhe zamane ne chot di hai

dosti kya hai

 

dosti wo nahi jo jaan deti hai 

dosti wo bhi nahi jo muskan deti ha

MAA KI SAHANSHILTA

बड़ी ही जतन से पाला है माँ ने

हर एक �

Never Forget

The hate that I feel inside for you

For all the crappy things you have put them through

YADGARI KE LAMHE

जिंदगी के बहुमूल्य पल बन जाते हैं, लम�

NASEEB BADAL DE

वक्त से लड़कर जो नसीब बदल दे,

इन्सान

Cigarette peene wala

Daru aur Cigarette peenewala insaan

kabhi matlabi

nahi hota...

Jise apni

dosti ka rishta

Dosti ka rista hota hai khas ,

Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .

Jo deti hai har kada

AAG KI BHIKH

धुँधली हुईं दिशाएँ, छाने लगा कुहासा,