At the Mid Hour of Night
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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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CHAHE NAZAR NA AYE
चाहे नजर ना आये कहीं उजाला
चाहे लग
HORIZON
.......JAI SAIRAM....
'HORIZON
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FEW
PYAAR EK SHABAD BHARA
प्यार, एक शब्द भर होता
तो पोंछ देती
5'6" jiski height ho...
5'6" jiski height ho,
.
.
Chehra jiska bright ho,
.
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Weight
WO REHTE HAI IS KADAR
Wo ruthe hain is kadar manayein kaise
Jazbaat apne dil ke dikhayein kaise
Narm eh
JINKE TYAG TAPOVAN
महके बीस गुलाब गंध बाँटे खुशहाली
Never Letting Go
She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
all along she plays this game unfairly
JO MERE NAAM KE DANE HAI
इस जीवन की चादर में सांसों के ताने बा
Bhartiye Tiranga
हरी भरी धरती हो
नीला आसमान रहे
The Life....
Life is curved
in the shape of a flower,
a curved trajectory