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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My Special Friend For You

God blessed me one sunny day.

He sent me an angel from so far away

To love and he

mujhe kya fikar

उलझनों और कश्मकश में उम्मीद की ढाल लि

I'll Never Forget

I can't tell you how much my heart hurts every day.

It's full of anger, pain, and regrets

Enough Hurting Those Who Love You

Wondering why you have so much hate

Before you see it will be too late

Trying to

Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?

If he is ready to date

I have no chance

I would already be too late

For t

Your Lips..

Lips sweet as sugar,

how to touch them I linger.

Lips that enslave me with their

MANZIL PHIR SE BANA

Honsala Toot raha ho agar jeevan me…

maayusi ne agar daaman thaam liya…

Bhuka Boyfriend

 

अजब सी हालत है तेरे जाने के बाद,

AANKHON ME NAZAR AATA HAI

तेरी आँखों में नज़र आता है स्वप्न मेरा

DIL NE CHHUPA DI MOHABBAT

Bichadi pyaar ki dhadkaney Aankhon mein nami de

Bandh raahon ki uljhan Jeene na de

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