Love (3)

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
If I lacked anything.

"A guest," I answered, "worthy to be here":
Love said, "You shall be he."
"I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,
I cannot look on thee."
Love took my hand, and smiling did reply,
"Who made the eyes but I?"

"Truth, Lord; but I have marred them; let my shame
Go where it doth deserve."
"And know you not," says Love, "who bore the blame?"
"My dear, then I will serve."
"You must sit down," says Love, "and taste my meat."
So I did sit and eat.

-George Herbert

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Forgive Me, My Friend

Forgive me, my friend,

If I ever ask about it,

The long-distance and parting,

hamari easi kismat kahan

ऐसी कहाँ मेरी किस्मत कि आपका प्यार हम

MERI JAAN MENE TUMSE KABHI KAHA NAHI

Main karta hun pyar tujhase bohot meri jaan

Magar tere jawabo ki chadar se darta hun

My Promises For You

If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,

painting your rainbows when the rains come.

Once Upon A Love

What we have is something new,

Our love for each other has always been true.

We m

Sometimes I Feel Like Crying

But I have to be honest

I just don't know-how

My heart aches

For yet anot

TIMES OF GRIEF
A day it came, a day it went
Pain and cry, all left in grief
Scar it made, it hides behind

dosti kya hai

 

dosti wo nahi jo jaan deti hai 

dosti wo bhi nahi jo muskan deti ha

I Can't Help Myself

When I see you standing there... Did you even notice me?

I sit in class and you're on my

hamari yaad ati hai

wo zindgi hi kya jisme mohobbat na ho.

wo mobbat hi kya jisme yaaden na ho