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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PARIWAR HUM DO PAR HI SIMAT GAYA

जिन काले घने बालों पर इतराते थे हम कब �

The Worst Pain Known To Me

The worst pain known to me

Is to be stuck on a love that never could be,

To love

Your Lips..

Lips sweet as sugar,

how to touch them I linger.

Lips that enslave me with their

Mujhe awaz De Dena

Mujhe awaz De Dena

-hume Kabhi icecream lao to,

.Kabhi Murghi achhi pakao .to,

RAB SE APNE TERI KHUSHI MANGI HAI.....

RAB SE APNE TERI KHUSHI MANGI HAI.....

BASS MILE WHO JAMANA JO 

TUMNE CHAHA

WO HAR NAJARIYA

वो हर नजरिया , हमने बदल दिया

जो हमस�

Embassy...

I don’t know enough about anything

to be anybody but a stranger.

Isn’

HAMARE MILNE KA PATA

एक दिन हमारे मिलने का पता होगा,कोई तो �

Remember Me

If I were to leave this world today, I'd want to be remembered, it's true,

for going that

First Love
I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it bloomed like