At the Mid Hour of Night
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16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life shone warm in thine eye;
And I think oft, if spirits can steal from the regions of air,
To revisit past scenes of delight, thou wilt come to me there,
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And tell me our love is remember'd, even in the sky. Then I sing the wild song 'twas once such pleasure to hear!
When our voices commingling breathed, like one, on the ear;
And, as Echo far off through the vale my said orison rolls,
I think, oh my love! 'tis thy voice from the Kingdom of Souls,
Faintly answering still the notes that once were so dear.
-Thomas Moore
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TUMSE ISHQ KARNA SIKHA HAI
मालूम है मुझे की मैं कुछ भी लिखु तुम इ
If You Must Go
If you must go, then go for a while
Remember that the first step is a hard traveled mile.
desh bhakti
देश लूटने की खातिर पग-पग पर दुश्मन बै
JHANSI KI RANI
सिंहासन हिल उठे राजवंशों ने भृकुटी त
DHARA SE DOOR CHAND
दूर धरा से चाँद को निहारती
होकर
CINDY WILLIAMS GUTIÉRREZ
A Day Away
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
prand ke saman hai
घोर अंधकार हो,
चल रही बयार हो,
आज
Fall in True Love
True love is measured by how deep you fall
And judged by how low you are w
Silent Noon
Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,--
...The finger-points look through like rosy blooms
