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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MUJHE NA BASANT BHATA HAI

मुझे न बसंत भाता है, 

 

न ही बह

aalok kare jan bharat

नव-जीवन का वैभव जाग्रत हो जनगण में,

Kuch To Kaho Na

Kuchh pal saath chale to jaanaa,

Rastaa hai jaanaa pehchanaa.

 

Saan

Broken Wings

Wings of wax will melt and fall apart,

But what if they are a true reflection of what's i

No Such Thing As Happy Endings

The first night they meet

He knew it to be true

This girl who lied before him

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

"Hope" is the thing with feathers -

That perches in the soul -

And sings the tune

WO REHTE HAI IS KADAR

Wo ruthe hain is kadar manayein kaise

Jazbaat apne dil ke dikhayein kaise

Narm eh

Be The Best Of Whatever You Are

If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,

 Be a scrub in the valley — but

Thinking Of You

I always think of you.

In my sleep,

in my dreams,

I always think of you.<

KHUL GAYI HO JAISE KISMAT

कैसी उठी है दिल में, शरारत नई-नई…२

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