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

Kaash do Dil hote

Kaash kahin esa hota k, do dil hote seeny main,

eik toot bhi jata ishq main to, takleef n

Friends...

F- Friends are precious gifts

R- Rare and hard to find

I- Invisible when life is

Tum mere ho ...

Akkar Bakkar bambay bO

Kuch B hO tum, Mere hO ^_^

Our Mysterious Love

As I lay here in the dark by your side,

You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<

What I Found in My Desk
A ripe peach with an ugly bruise,
a pair of stinky tennis shoes,
a

I love you

I love you when you are laughing

I love you when you are sad

I love you when you

The man in the Jar

I once knew a man who lived in a jar,
for a stranger sight you'd have to go far.

I a

UMAR BHAR NIBHANE KA

 

ये तो फ़र्ज है उम्र भर निभाने का

kya kami reh gayi

Dubkiyan sindhu mein gota khor lagaata hai

 

ja ja kar khaali haath laut aat

bachpan bit gaya

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