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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zindgi me khush rahe

aapki zindgi me ye mayne nahi rakhta ki,

aapne zindgi ko kitna jiya,

balki maayne

DHARA SE DOOR CHAND

दूर धरा से चाँद को निहारती 

होकर �

MUJHE NA BASANT BHATA HAI

मुझे न बसंत भाता है, 

 

न ही बह

She Walks in Beauty
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She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all tha

khud se jada bharosa

राजीव: ऐ दिल तू क्यों रोता है…!!!

य�

Don't Give Up
We wait for what we long for
We long for what we need
Impatience and Anxiety
Give root to e

Now We Are Six

When I was One,

I had just begun.

When I was Two,

I was nearly new.

rishtey ko sawaar lete hai

Suno…. Suno na! Kuch tum badlo, kuch hum badle.. 

Aur badalke is rishte ko dh

wo dot kahan gum gay

ना जाने वो दोस्त कहां गुम हो गया जिसक�

My Dear Love

I see you in my thoughts and dreams.

When I awake, how real it seems.

You aren't