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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Befikri ho chali

बेफिक्र हो चली थी ज्योंही तुम्हारा क�

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

Blood And Poison Tears

Rain, rain, go away,

Because of you, the pain will stay.

Slit my throat, cut out

Chai-Chai

रेलवे स्टेशन पर एक चाय वाले ने सुन्दर

ISHQ BEWAJAH

HA US VAKTT ME TERA THA 

JAB TAK TU MERA THA 

VO PAL VO RAATE VO YAADHE

The Heart Of Friendship

The bond of friendship is everlasting

True friends never say good-bye

There is pu

You Have A Friend In Me

You have a friend in me,

Don't try and hide your feelings because your best friend can se

We'll Take Fall Together

Shall we take Fall together,

go sifting through the fallen leaves

and gaze upon t

sachi dosti me har ek naya rishta mil jata hai

प्यार को मत समझो पूरा उसका पहला अक्षर

dhokha de gaya wo mujhe

eak muskaan apne naam kar gaya wo 

khushiyo kaa eak jaam kar gaya wo

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