At the Mid Hour of Night
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16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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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,
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