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

Other poetry

You Are My Sunshine

You brought me sunshine

when I only saw rain.

You brought me laughter

whe

TUMKO PAKAR TUMHI KO KHONA,

TUMKO PAKAR TUMHI KO KHONA,

MAIN JANU DIL ROTA HAI. . . . .

PATHAR DIL SE PYAR KA

Losing The Best Part Of Me

I'm no longer whole

And sadly neither is he

We've been locked out by pain

My Careless Whisper

A sparkling flame uploading your name 

I had no time for a foolish game 

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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

MUJHE PYAAR HAI US LADKI SE

मुझे प्यार है उस लड़की से और मेरा प्य�

MERE DIL KA CHAMAN

वो मेरी भारत माँ, मेरा प्यारा वतन।

Tum mere ho ...

Akkar Bakkar bambay bO

Kuch B hO tum, Mere hO ^_^

Tum ne usme aisa kya dekha ?

Log Mujhse Hr Bar Poochte Hain Tum Ne UsMe Kya Dekha ?

Me Kehta Hun Jab Usy Dekha To Phir

Flirting With Your Eyes

I shuffled down the hallway

Trying to stay out of view

Peeking down the walkway