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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GIRNA ZAROORI THA

गिरना जरूरी है

ठोकर खाना जरूरी है

Enough Hurting Those Who Love You

Wondering why you have so much hate

Before you see it will be too late

Trying to

Teri Dosti Par Naaj Bhi Hain

तेरी कमी भी है, तेरा साथ भी है,

तू दू

My Angel My Girlfriend

Your lips so soft and red.

The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head.    &

Live Life.
Life is crazy,
and totally unpredictable...
It's going to push you over,
kick you while yo

Wishes Don't Come True

I wish there were words to express how I feel,

But no words I see will do.

No wor

Welcome 2015

Sabke Dilon main ho
sabke liye Pyar,
Aanewala har din laaye
Khushiyon ka Tyohar

The Stuff I Served My Teacher
The stuff I served my teacher
was pretty, fairly gross!
Like rotten eggs and lumpy milk

YE MATWALI ZINDAGI

आज रात दुख वाली है तो कल दिवाली है,

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Don't Think Quit

When times are hard, you might stop for a bit,

But it's not over until the moment you qui