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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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AAG KI BHIKH

धुँधली हुईं दिशाएँ, छाने लगा कुहासा,

A True Romance

You're the best thing to happen to me,

So let our love fly free.

You're my dream

Carefree...

Young, carefree, innocent,

You sing, laugh, and dance,

Taking in all Gods' glory<

MUSALMAN MERE DESH MAIN

कान्हा की कला पे रीझकर भक्ति भावना

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Mask
I was once sad and lonely,
Having nobody to comfort me,
So I wore a mask that always smiled;

Back To Strangers

We started as strangers.

We fell and became lovers.

We started with a, "Hi,"

What I Want
I Am Powerful! Whatever I set my mind on having, I will have. Whatever I decide to be, I will be.

The Best Meaning Of Life

The Years have passed by,

In the blink of an eye,

Moments of sadness,

And

I am nothing without you

You are the meaning of my life
You are the dreams of my thoughts
You are the lyrics of

First Kiss...

We sat

And talked

About nothing

I looked

Into

Your eyes