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,
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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 pyaari maa
मेरी प्यार माँ तू कितनी प्यारी है माँ
When I First Met You
~When I first met you~
When I first met you, I didn't give it a second tho
TUM SANSO KI MEHEK MEI
Gumnam chahato ka silsila
Aur kitne din chalega
Gum ka suraj sarpar se
Ka
Oops!
Three coffee cups my mother loved
lie shattered on the floor.
Three ripe tomatoes splatte
True Friend
A friend is like a star that twinkles and glows
Or maybe like the ocean that gently flows
hausla khud aa jayega..
Bus yahi dua mangi thi bhagwaan se,
Dena mujhe hausna ladne ka insaan se,<
pyaar hota h hazaro me ek se
हज़ार लड़के प्यार नही करते
हज़ा
If You Believe Than Achieve
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<
Goodbye, My Dearest Friend
The hardest part of any friendship
is when it is time to say goodbye,
and even th
Tomorrow Is Vision But Today Is Life
Look well to this day,
For it and it alone is life.
In its brief course
L
