He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

-W. B. Yeats

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It feels good to be in your arms,

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The wind whistles past my ears.

Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.

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JYOTI KA VITAAN HAI

यह अतीत कल्पना,

यह विनीत प्रार्थन�

Desh Hame Deta Hain Sab Kuchh
Desh hame deta hai sab kuchh
Hum bhi to kuchh dena sikhen
Suraj hame roshni deta
Hawa

I Will Want To Grow Old With You

You can take me on a holiday

but I prefer to sit at home

you can buy me chocolate

taqdeer hi bewafa hai

Ishq karna toh lagta hai jaise

Maut se bhi badi saza hain,

Kya kisi se shikwa kar

zindgi ko ji lo achhese

kabhi kabhi kuchh cheezein  Apne man 

ki bhi kar le ni chahiye

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Go With Grace
Each morning of this month When you rise upon your bed, May it be with renewed grace To face the

Aansu Ache Nahi Lagte

 

Tere khoobsurat aankhon mein aansoo achche nahin lagte,

Chaahe jitnaa bhi

No Tears
Under the blue skies of her native land
She languished and began to fade...
Until surely there