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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tumhare naam ki mehndi

Tere naam ki mehendi sajai maine hatho mei

Tujhko chupaya maine apni sanso mei

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Tujhse Milne Ko Bhi Hum Machal jatey hain

 

तुझसे मिलने को कभी हम जो मचल जात

Stay With Me

Listen to my heart as it screams your name.

Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.

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NAZAR MILI

Aaj fir humari nazare mili

Vo mujhe dekhkar muskurane lagi

Uske hotho ki hasi muj

Never Want To Say Goodbye

I think of her and our time together,

And the tears come to my eye.

I never wante

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This one's for you...
You've always been there for me
You knew when I was hurting
You helpe

A Thought True To You

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

Sugar is sweet,

And I love you.

This Morning

This passionate morning

I wake up with

Your feminine body

With your seduc

Darkness...

Darkness unfolds when one man's touch

Caresses the body you cherish so much

You c