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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FIE MILENGE

फिर मिलेंगे ये सोचकर हम दोनो तसल्ली क

ZINDGI KYA EK KITAAB HAI

क्या जिंदगी सच में किताब है

 

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Love me like you mean it

Where gilded autumn dazzles hazy morning 

And golden leaves sprinkle on marigold bea

Missing Those Days

True Friends

Best friends stick together till the end.

They are like a straight line that will not ben

You Are The One

 

You are the one I love with all my might..

You are the one I’m think

YE MERE DESH KI NAHI HAI

हीं, ये मेरे देश की आंखें नहीं हैं

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The Glass Eye

The joke was very funny

She laughed a lot of tears

When suddenly her eye fell out

Different Types Of Friends
We all have many types of friends,
And in our life they come and go.
But if we can understand

hamara desh khush nasib

खुशनसीब होते हैं वो लोग….!! जो इस देश