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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,
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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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Dirty Face

Where did you get such a dirty face,

My darling dirty-faced child?

I got it from

I am Still....

I'm glad to be best friends
but I still miss your touch
the love that you gave me

BALIDAAN TUMHEN KARNA HOGA

वह खून कहो किस मतलब का

जिसमें उबाल

HUM EK NAYA SAMAJ BANAY

भारत माँ के वीर सपूतों

के बलिदानोà¤

pyar mat karna

दुनिया में किसी से कभी प्यार मत करना

aao zindagi ko gte chale

आओ जिंदगी को गाते चले, कुछ बातें मन की

Be Proud Of Who You Are

I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.

I am who I am, from my head to my toes.

Little Dance Of Love

We dance circles around each other.

Making eye contact now and then.

Smiling, gig

Abhi aaye abhi baithe abhi daman sambhala hai...

Abhi aaye abhi baithe abhi daman sambhala hai,,

Tumhari 'jaun' 'jaun' ne humara dam nikal

Keep On Smiling

As you travel on life's way

With its many ups and downs,

Remember it's quite true

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