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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sacha veer bana de
sacha veer bana de maa- sacha veer bana de maaÂ
dhruv jeasi mujhe bhakti de de- arju
A New Beginning
Something happened to me when our relationship died,
Something happened to me right when we said
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
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The Wrong Boyfriend
you say you love me
but I'm afraid that I can not say it too,
I do not think that
Relations...
Relationships are like lemons,
sour but sometimes sweet,
a kiss is like a cherry,
CHAHE NAZAR NA AYE
चाहे नजर ना आये कहीं उजाला
चाहे लगà
If
If life were but a dream, my Love,
And death the waking time;
If day had not a beam, my Love,<
MUJHE NAHI PATA
Mujhe Nahi Pata Ki Main Uski
You Have Shattered Every Memory Of Us
You have drowned every emotion of us,
Held it underwater until it could no longer breathe
hamari yaad ati hai
wo zindgi hi kya jisme mohobbat na ho.
wo mobbat hi kya jisme yaaden na hoÂ
