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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Didn't want a battle,

Yet you declared war,

Each knock you gave me made me strong

dil lagana asaan hai

Pyar Karna Aasan Hota Hai,

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Gam

A Float...

Pen and paper are my tools

To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.

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pata hi na chala

एक जमाना जब दोस्तों के साथ,

खूब हंस

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You taught me how beautiful life is,

Everything from your words, your touch, your kiss.

I Wish I Could Hide

I wish I could run away, I wish I could hide

From all the pain he has caused me inside.

Carefree...

Young, carefree, innocent,

You sing, laugh, and dance,

Taking in all Gods' glory<

MAN SE SWIKAR

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True Friends

True friends are hard to find

But I knew you were the one

You're always so kind

safar me dhoop

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