No Tears

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

Under the blue skies of her native land
She languished and began to fade...
Until surely there flew without a sound
Above me, her young shade.
But there stretches between us an uncrossable line;
In vain my feelings I tried to awaken.
The lips that brought the news were made of stone,
And I listened like a stone, unshaken.
So this is she for whom my soul once burned
In the tense and heavy fire,
Obsessed, exhausted, driven out of my mind
By tenderness and desire!
Where are the torments? Where is love? Alas!
For the unreturning days'
Sweet memory and for the poor credulous
Shade, I find no lament, no tears.

-Alexander Pushkin

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MERE DESH KO JAGRAT BANAO

“मन जहां डर से परे है

और सिर जहां �

Pardes Nahi Jayenge
Wo bole ek din hum se,
ke ab chalo is watan se.
kya rakha hai is watan me,
sukhe se i

zamane ne mujhe chot di hai

मेरी तस्वीर अपने साथ लेना

अभी हाल�

Climb Every Mountain

Everyone's got a big mountain to climb,

All those with an incurable illness.

Each

KUCH LOG KEHTE HAI

कुछ कहते हैं मजबूर हैं हम

उस वक़्त

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

For A Friend Who Helped Me

A person who will listen and not condemn,

Someone on whom you can depend.

They wi

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

CHUN CHUN KAR

मैं जिसमें चुन -चुन कर कदम रखती हूँ,

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My Silent Tears

 

Shh...listen, don't you hear?

I'm crying, but they are silent tears.