A Valentine to My Wife

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

Accept, dear girl, this little token,
And if between the lines you seek,
You'll find the love I've often spoken—
The love my dying lips shall speak.

Our little ones are making merry
O'er am'rous ditties rhymed in jest,
But in these words (though awkward—very)
The genuine article's expressed.

You are as fair and sweet and tender,
Dear brown-eyed little sweetheart mine,
As when, a callow youth and slender,
I asked to be your Valentine.

What though these years of ours be fleeting?
What though the years of youth be flown?
I'll mock old Tempus with repeating,
"I love my love and her alone!"

And when I fall before his reaping,
And when my stuttering speech is dumb,
Think not my love is dead or sleeping,
But that it waits for you to come.

So take, dear love, this little token,
And if there speaks in any line
The sentiment I'd fain have spoken,
Say, will you kiss your Valentine?
-Eugene Field

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TERE INTEZAR SE MOHABBAT KI HAI

तेरे लिबास से मोहब्बत की हैं,

तेरे

DESH BHAKRI

Behti jahan gyaan ki dhara,

Vo bharat hume jaan se pyara,

Sita ram ki dhara hai j

JHANDA LEHRATA RAHE YAHI ORIT RE

गली गली में बजते देखे आज़ादी के गीत रे |

parwah nahi kuch dam ki

कस ली है कमर अब तो, कुछ करके दिखाएंगे,

mujhe kya fikar

उलझनों और कश्मकश में उम्मीद की ढाल लि

I so loved you

 

I so loved you from the start,

You had a special place in my heart,

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I'm getting older, nature deems.

I'm coming apart at the seams.

The things that n

Love Me Tomorrow

Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day

Love me again like you did the first day

Lo

MEET KARAYE NAHI JATE

Woh suhane lamhe ab bhulaye nahi jate

Yaado k parinde yu hi udaaye nahi jate

&nbs