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Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first
Of your love’s bright fountain-burst,
Yet I grieve not for the past,
So you only love me last!Other souls may find their joy
In the blind love of a boy:
Give me that which years have tried,
Disciplined and purified,—
Such as, braving sun and blast,
You will bring to me at last!There are brows more fair than mine,
Eyes of more bewitching shine,
Other hearts more fit, in truth,
For the passion of your youth;
But, their transient empire past,
You will surely love me last!Wing away your summer-time,
Find a love in every clime,
Roam in liberty and light,—
I shall never stay your flight,
For I know, when all is past
You will come to me at last!

-Elizabeth (Akers) Allen (1832-1911)

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I Love You My Love

I love how we

tease each other with

tantalizing words

throughout the day;

Missing...

I've hunted near, I've hunted far

I even looked inside my car.

I've lost my glass

mohobat me mene intzar kiya

tere ehsaas se mohobat ki hai 

tere libaas se mohobat ki hai

tu mere pass na

A Broken Heart

How do I mend a broken heart?

My entire world has fallen apart.

How do I find hop

tears hanging under my eyelashes

im watcing ur way in the path of clowds

my tears doesn't come down untill u come

INTEZAAR ME KATE HAI DIN

कैसे जीऊ मैं खुशहाल ज़िन्दगी

उसकी �

AAJ DIL TOOTA YA MAIN PHIR SE

AAJ DIL TOOTA YA MAIN PHIR SE

MALUM NAHI HAI..... HAIN KYA

KEHTA MERI YE MUJHE YE

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

ULJHE SAWAL

Kuch Uljhe Sawalo Se Darta Hai Dil,

Jane Kyun Tanhai Mein Bikharta Hai Dil,

Kisi

aalok kare jan bharat

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