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

AAO ZINDGI KO ACHHE SE JI LEN

Do pal ki zindgani hai,

Aaj batch pan, fir khatam kahani hai,

Chalo hans kar jiya

First Kiss...

We sat

And talked

About nothing

I looked

Into

Your eyes

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

SANSAR CHALAY BETHE HAIN

क्या बात करूँ मैं लोगो की

सब आप बता

I Miss You
In the blink of an eye
I didn’t know
That I would have to say goodbye
At night a tear ro

koshish karne walon ki kabhi haar nahi hoti

fakat yah jaanta

 

jo mit gaya who jee gya

 

moond kar

AANKHON ME NAZAR AATA HAI

तेरी आँखों में नज़र आता है स्वप्न मेरा

Nobody's Perfect, Right?

I messed up today, not something I wanted to do.

I ruined a relationship by going off on

ITIHAS ON ME NAAM LIKHA MERA DESH

यारा प्यारा मेरा देश,

सजा – संवार

Desh Hame Deta Hain Sab Kuchh
Desh hame deta hai sab kuchh
Hum bhi to kuchh dena sikhen
Suraj hame roshni deta
Hawa