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

Other poetry

You Used Me

You used me.

I thought you were the key,

But the truth is that you used me,

Dosti kya hai

क्या खबर तुमको दोस्ती क्या हैं

ये �

Pain Of A Broken Heart

Tears of blood fall from my broken heart.

I never thought we would be apart.

When

Your Beauty

I'll plant a row of daisy seeds,

 

In the space below each eye,

&nbs

EK BAAR HIMAT JUTAYA BHI

एक बार हिम्मत जुटाया भी

लेकिन मात �

TERE CHEHRE KI TARIF HAI

तेरे चेहरे की क्या तारीफ़ है हर चीज़ इस�

kun rahoon

Gati prabal pairon mein bhari

Phir kyun rahoon dar dar khada

Jab aaj mere saamne,

What Faith Can Do

Fueling your faith

In what you've got within...

In your God-given gift,

I

The Life....

 

Life is curved

in the shape of a flower,

a curved trajectory

Live In The Now

Look not back on yesterday

or what you have left behind.

For only today is yours