One day I wrote her name upon the strand
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One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wrote it with a second hand,
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.
Vain man, said she, that dost in vain assay
A mortal thing so to immortalize!
For I myself shall like to this decay,
And eek my name be wiped out likewise.
Not so (quoth I), let baser things devise
To die in dust, but you shall live by fame:
My verse your virtues rare shall eternize,
And in the heavens write your glorious name;
Where, whenas death shall all the world subdue,
Our love shall live, and later life renew.
-Edmund Spenser
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TUMHARI MUSKAN HO MERA JIWAN
जिस क्षण तुम मुझे स्वयं से अलग करो,
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
boyfriens ki marzi kaa intzaar
उनकी मर्ज़ी हो तो वो हम से बात करते है&
Farz hai jo umar bhar nibhana hai
सुख-दुख के अफसाने का
ये राज है सदा
tumse jab bate shuru hui
उस एक दिन जब बातें शुरू हुई तुमसे लगा
KUCH LOG KEHTE HAI
कुछ कहते हैं मजबूर हैं हम
उस वक़्त
KHAYALO ME SIRF TUM HO
आज रात फिर ख़यालो में तुम हो,
आज फिर
Creativity
I have no name
Until you name me.
I have no form
Until you shape me.
I don't exist
U
Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha ?
Ye tum ne kaisa rabta rakha,
na qareeb aaye, na fasla rakha.
