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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Tere pyar mein
Tere pyar mein khudko aisa khoya,
Na Din Mein Soya Na Raat mein Roya,
Ab To unki
A Summer Song
When as the rye reach to the chin,
And chopcherry, chopcherry ripe within,
Strawberries swimmi
sala tumhe loot kar hi khayega
Na jaane kaha hai aya hai…
Na jaane kaha ko jaega..
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matwali zindagi
आज रात दुख वाली है तो कल दिवाली है,
KOSHISH KARENGE HAM
KOSHISH KARENGE HAM KI TUMKO TANHA
NAA HONE DE.... TERI ISS DIL KI
My Silent Tears
Shh...listen, don't you hear?
I'm crying, but they are silent tears.
HUM BHARTIYA KEHLATA HAI
हम बच्चे हँसते गाते हैं।
हम आगे बढ
Love Coming..
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
Life is love
Hurt and pain.
There's much to gain.
Peace and love.
It's
My Sleeping Angel
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
