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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Sab aap bataye baithe hai.

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how to touch them I linger.

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Har nazar ko ek nazar ki talash hai,

Har chehre mein kuchh to ehsas hai,

Aapse do

azadi hum hargiz hata nahi sakte

अपनी आज़ादी को हम हरगिज़ मिटा सकते नह

ZINDGI ME UJALA

हर मोड़ पर काटे बिझे है

हर कदम संभा

Faithful, Unsure Love
Through all the storms and struggles—
All the fights and tussles’,
All the disrespect, and

Aapse Itni Door Hokar Bhi

 

Aapse itni door hone ke bawjud

Hum to aapko har roz dekha karte hai

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