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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MA ME TERI AARTI UTAR LUN

कर गयी पैदा तुझे उस कोख का एहसान है

Hame to Apno Ne Luta....!!!!
अरे हमें तो अपनों

Our Love Is True

In the night

I hear your voice,

but try to fight

to keep my noise.

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A Choice Is Mine

Life may not let me select my lot,

But whether I'd be happy or not...

That is my

HUM BADAL NA NAHI CHAHTE

हम राह को बदलना नहीं चाहते हैं,

हम �

Only A Friend

You tried so hard to win his love

You put your heart out on the line

He puts you

meri zindgi ki kahani

ये ज़िन्दगी है तेरी मेरी कहानी,

कभ�

KHET KE PAAR

तनाव से झुर्रियां पड़ी कोरों की दरार

nakam koshish ki

Every Day My Love For You Grows

Every day that passes us by

all I could think of is this one guy.

I never thought