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,
Did you know?Explore Trending and Topic pages for more stories like this.
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
143 
18 
Other poetry
still hold the most space in our hearts.
And then I realized
that to be
more alive
I had to
be less
<
Take My Hand
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
NAZAR MILI
Aaj fir humari nazare mili
Vo mujhe dekhkar muskurane lagi
Uske hotho ki hasi muj
The Life....
Life is curved
in the shape of a flower,
a curved trajectory
If Not For You
If not for you, I wouldn’t know
What true love meant.
I’d never feel
You
You
You are so deceiving
When you come into my life
You make me feel the best I can
Yet
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
AGAR TUM THAK JAO
Agar Thak Jaao Kabhi Toh Humse Kahna
Hum Utha Lenge Tumko Apni Baahon Mein
Aap Ek
zamane ne mujhe chot di hai
मेरी तस्वीर अपने साथ लेना
अभी हाल
Under the Harvest Moon
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over garden nights,
Death,
