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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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A Book of Verse
A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou
Beside me sin

No More Sadness

It's done and it's over

I'm through with misery

No more sadness

No more y

The One....

You're the one for me

'cause you were made just for me.

Now I'm standing in front

MAA KI SAHANSHILTA

बड़ी ही जतन से पाला है माँ ने

हर एक �

JIWAN KA MULYA

कोई आपके लिए रूपये खर्च करेगा तो कोई,

BAS THODI DER

बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे �

WO HAR NAJARIYA

वो हर नजरिया , हमने बदल दिया

जो हमस�

JEE LE APNI ZINDAGI

सच तो है ये जिंदगी कुछ लम्हात

एहसा�

Pyara Hindustan Hain

 

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