At the Mid Hour of Night

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

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,
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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TUMKO PAKAR TUMHI KO KHONA,

TUMKO PAKAR TUMHI KO KHONA,

MAIN JANU DIL ROTA HAI. . . . .

PATHAR DIL SE PYAR KA

Par bolo toote pyaalon par

Jeevan mein madhu ka pyaala tha

 

Tumne tan man mein daala tha

 

A Dieter's Desire

Oh my soul, be thou quiet

This is not 'another diet'

Just a program of exchange

Shahjhan Ki Mumtaj

उसकी आँखे जैसी एक राज़ हो

 

उसक�

Truth
Once in your life you make the friends that are true
Nothing else matters except what's between t

One day I wrote her name upon the strand
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wro

Go With Grace
Each morning of this month When you rise upon your bed, May it be with renewed grace To face the

You Are My Sunshine

You brought me sunshine

when I only saw rain.

You brought me laughter

whe

JHANSI KI RANI

सिंहासन हिल उठे राजवंशों ने भृकुटी त�

Just Who You Are

You've got quite an easy style

with a tender heart to match,

and how you'd wear a