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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TU SAFAR HAI MERA

Tera safar mera safar,

Tu kitab khubsurat hai, humsafar,

Mujh par daal tu ek naza

papa ka pyaar

नन्ही सी आंखें और मुड़ी हुई उंगलियां

You're Always There For Me

You're always there when I need a hand,

Pushing me, helping me.

You're there when

kya pata hai tumhen

Kya pta hai tujhe?

ki mere jajbaato ka alfaaj tu hai,

mere hontho par bikhari mus

Pain Of A Broken Heart

Tears of blood fall from my broken heart.

I never thought we would be apart.

When

A Broken Heart

How do I mend a broken heart?

My entire world has fallen apart.

How do I find hop

meine jindagi ka sabse a6a dost paya.
Ek din jab tu meri jindagi mein aya, laga mujhe meine ek heera hai paya… chamak teri, y

The Beauty Of A Tree

Can there be anything more lovely

Then the beauty of a tree?

Her leaves shimmerin

agar tum hame milte to kya tumhe ehsas hota

A Balanced Diet
I eat a balanced diet,
I do it day and night—
a pound of brownies on my left,
a po