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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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Very Special Friends

We didn't grow up together.

We didn't start as friends.

When we first got togethe

DOR MANTHAN KE

यह नियम है

भावनाओं के आवेश में

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ek adhoori mohabbat

He Is Hurting Too

He's tired of the pain.

He's tired of every lie.

He's tired of the countless nigh

Love's Coming

She had looked for his coming as warriors come,

With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca

-koi diwana tha tere pyaar me

koi pagal kehta hai to koi diwana kehta hai

me tumse dur kese rahun tu mujhse dur kese ra

Through Forever

When our eyes met

for the very first time,

I knew it was you

to clear my

padi likhi ladki or anpad ladki

बेटा घर पर लता है अपनी गर्लफ्रेंड को �

Har aansu mera ek shola hai

Dard apne dil ka humne

Ek arse ke bad khola hai

Bas bat ye alag hai

Ke da

sala tumhe loot kar hi khayega

Na jaane kaha hai aya hai…

 

Na jaane kaha ko jaega..

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