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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Uljha-sa aaj mein hue

Zindagi hansne-gaane ka naam hai,

Hans kar palon ko jiye ja,

Gaakar gamon ko piye

Hansti thi hansaati thi... Mujhko pagal bnati thi...

Hansti thi hansaati thi,
dil ko bahut bhati thi,
dekh dekh sarmaati thi,
phir a

I Am Worthy

I am worthy. There is nothing

that can or will happen today that

could convince m

Kataar lagaye baithe hai..

Is duniya me agar kuch karna hai,

Apni marzi ki karna tu.

Ho safal agar to baat h

Be The Best Of Whatever Who You Are

If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,

Be a scrub in the valley — but be

Meri zindgi ki kahani

Meri zindgi ki kahani hi khatm ho gai,

jab pyar se bola unhone i m sorry.

hajaaro

A Nation's Strength

What makes a nation's pillars high

And its foundations strong?

What makes it migh

Badhe chalo badhe chalo

Na haath ek Shastra ho

 

Na haath ek astra ho

 

Na anna

TAARO KE SAMAN

शांति अमन चैन रहे,

खुशहाली छाये

NAZAR SE DEKHA

 

अंगारों भरी नजर से देखा नौजवान �