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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MERI AANKHON KA TARA

मेरी आंखों का तारा ही, मुझे आंखें दिख�

Dosti Ka Rishta

 

Dosti ka rista hota hai khas ,

Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .

Jo de

khoobsurat dosti ka rishta

कहते हैं कि दोस्ती का रिश्ता,
Life Is Brevity

Life's brevity, so bittersweet,

depends upon just one heartbeat.

Brief as dusk an

Remember Me

If I were to leave this world today, I'd want to be remembered, it's true,

for going that

To You I Promise

My love for you is unconditional and enduring.

To you, I promise to always be reassuring.

tum or hum ajnabi ek raho pe

एक अजनबी तुम एक अजनबी हम अनजानी राहों

Embassy...

I don’t know enough about anything

to be anybody but a stranger.

Isn’

Not a disappointment

Like sea waves, love always move toward great heights,
nafrat kabhi bhi mat karna

Nafrat Kabhi Na Karna Hum Se,

Ye hum Kabi na Seh Payein Gey,

Ek bar keh Dena hums