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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You're My Forever

You're so special - more than you know and more than I show.

You're my soul mate, you're

ek adhoori mohabbat

Lonely Nights

Set forth towards the light

For it will be a lonely night

As long as I live

ZINDGI ME UJALA

हर मोड़ पर काटे बिझे है

हर कदम संभा

Jo ek bar ho jae mohbbat to fir kisi or se nhi hoti...

Kisi ko tut kar chahne se mohabbat nhi hoti ,

kisi ko pane ki khwahish rakhne se m

ajnabee the or ajnabee hai

मेरी आँखो का हर आँसू तेरे प्यार की नि�

Only Us....

Laid my head upon your chest

Your arms encircled me,

It was, My Love, as if we we

Love On Reserve

We knew love had no space.

No choice, but to force it into

tight space. We handle

This Feeling Is Love

  This feeling inside, I cannot hide.

  This feeling inside, I can't deny.

Chai-Chai

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