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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ZINDGI ME UJALA

हर मोड़ पर काटे बिझे है

हर कदम संभा

Blood And Poison Tears

Rain, rain, go away,

Because of you, the pain will stay.

Slit my throat, cut out

JAB MILA KARTE HAI

Diye Toh Aandhi Mein Bhi Jala Karte Hain,
Main Tujhse Juda Hokar

Main Tujhse Juda Hokar Kehta Bhi Kya.....???

Ke Tujhse Juda Hote Waqt, Mere Aankhon Mein

tu jo kehde khuda se

Tu jo keh de to khuda se bhi, lad jaye hum

Teri khushi ke liye marna pade, mar jaye hum

One day I wrote her name upon the strand
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wro

You're My Forever

You're so special - more than you know and more than I show.

You're my soul mate, you're

Not a disappointment

Like sea waves, love always move toward great heights,
What I Love About You

The touch of your hand,

The smell of your hair,

The naughtiness in your smile,

A Tragic Bean Story

You told me not to fart mom,

so I didn't eat the beans.

You told me it would smel