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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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