To Harriet A Book of Verse He says he loves me, but loves her too, He can't decide between me and you. Frien दिल को किसी की आस नहीं है, आंखों मे They put me in the oven to bake. Me, a deprived and miserable cake. Feeling the h मैं अकेला कब था ,मैं था और मेरी तनहाई थ Eyes glare of the unexpected staring far too long the person that दोस्त वो है जो बिन कहे समझ लेता है हर ब Until I met you my heart stood still Like the moon and the sun Their love is true शायद तुम्हें याद नहीं, पर उस दिन कि बा
Whose is the love that, gleaming through the world,
Wards off the poisonous arrow of its scorn?
A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou
Beside me sin
