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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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ruthe huye yaar ko manau

Socha tha k apne ruthe huye yar ko manau

Ja ke uske daman mein toot kar bikhar jaau

Playing Dodgeball

So much thrown at me,

And up against a wall

I feel like I've spent my life,

BOLA BHI KYA I AM SORRY

Mujhe dekar unke intjar ki saja wo pyar se kahgye i m sorry,

tadpa tadpa kar mujhe rulate

na hi pyaar badla hai or na hi jazbad

ना ही दिल बदला है मेरा,

ना ही मेरे ज़�

utho dhara ke amar

The Love I Feel

To hold you close to having you near

To have my breath against your ear

Whisperin

YUN ZINDGI KE KHWAB DE GAYA

यूँ जिन्दगी के ख्वाब दिखा गया कोई,

Greed.....

When we were born with no possession.

The love received was our concession.

No wo

Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --

because -- I don't know how to say it: a

When You Love Someone, It's Forever

When you love someone, you will do anything for them.

If the sound of your voice keeps th