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
A Rooted Friend
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
What I Love About You
The sparkle in your eye,
The warmth of your skin,
Your breath on m
jiwan ki dhara chalne do
जीवन की धरा को अविरल बहने दो
कर्म के पथ
Forgiveness Is Precious
Some people view forgiveness,
As a virtue for the weak.
An act of Mercy undeserve
muskurate raho
Tum Sada Muskurate Raho Yeh Tamanna Hai Humari,
DESH BHAKRI
Behti jahan gyaan ki dhara,
Vo bharat hume jaan se pyara,
Sita ram ki dhara hai j
My Promises For You
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
A Freind Like You
A friend like you is always there
A friend like you is like a dream
A friend like
PYAAR EK SHABAD BHARA
प्यार, एक शब्द भर होता
तो पोंछ देती
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
