A Valentine to My Wife
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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.
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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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BHULE MAANAS KO DILATE NETA
गली गली में बजते देखे आज़ादी के गीत रे |
First Love
I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it bloomed like
mujhe zamane ne chot di hai
He'll Never Know
I want to run, I want to hide
From all the pain he caused inside.
I want to screa
Aawaaz lagaa kar to dekhnaa
Aawaaz Lagaa Kar Dekhnaa Hum Tere Liye Thahar Jaayenge....
Hum Tere Aks Hain, Tere Hi Jis
The Most Horrible Treat
It seemed like a good idea at the time,
But looking back now I cringe just a little.
My Dearest Love
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
Last
Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first
O
I Tucked You Inside My Heart
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
Lost Love..
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
