A Valentine to My Wife
Posted on
16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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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
226
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Other poetry
As Is Life
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
pyaar ko jataya nahi jata
pyaar karke koi jatay ye zaruri to nahi
yaad karke koi batay ye zaruri to nahi
ro
ishq or dosti
Ishq Aur Dosti Meri Zindgi Ke Do Jahan Hain,
Ishq Meri Rooh Toh Dosti Mera
Come A Little Closer
Come a little closer
Honey, come a little closer,
let me whisper in your ear.
bachpan bit gaya
बचपन बीत गया लड़कपन में, जवानी बीत रह
Love's Arrow
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
My One, My Only Is You
For so long, I wished for the day.
The day that our love would find its way.
From
Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?
You poison me with your eyes,
Your lips curving, drawing me in.
How can you trust
Naam ke liye reh gayi
पहले दोस्त, दोस्त की मदद करता था दोस्
saikil ke pahiy fir se ghumay
चलो फिर से बच्चे बन जाते हैं
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