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,
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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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still hold the most space in our hearts.

And then I realized

that to be

more alive

I had to

be less

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Take My Hand

I thought that I was chasing dreams

While I was walking down those fast streams.

NAZAR MILI

Aaj fir humari nazare mili

Vo mujhe dekhkar muskurane lagi

Uske hotho ki hasi muj

The Life....

 

Life is curved

in the shape of a flower,

a curved trajectory

If Not For You

If not for you, I wouldn’t know

What true love meant.

I’d never feel

You
You
You are so deceiving
When you come into my life
You make me feel the best I can
Yet

Every Day My Love For You Grows

Every day that passes us by

all I could think of is this one guy.

I never thought

AGAR TUM THAK JAO

Agar Thak Jaao Kabhi Toh Humse Kahna

Hum Utha Lenge Tumko Apni Baahon Mein

Aap Ek

zamane ne mujhe chot di hai

मेरी तस्वीर अपने साथ लेना

अभी हाल

Under the Harvest Moon
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over garden nights,
Death,

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