Silent Noon

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

Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass,--
...The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:
...Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and glooms
'Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass.
All round our nest, far as the eye can pass,
...Are golden kingcup-fields with silver edge
...Where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn-hedge.
'Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass.
Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragon-fly
Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky:--
...So this wing'd hour is dropt to us from above.
Oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower,
This close-companioned inarticulate hour
...When twofold silence was the song of love.

-Dante Gabriel Rossetti

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When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes

When I die I want your hands on my eyes:

I want the light and the wheat of your beloved h

still hold the most space in our hearts.

And then I realized

that to be

more alive

I had to

be less

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To One in Paradise
Thou wast all that to me, love,
For which my soul did pine-
A green isle in the sea, love,

First Kiss...

We sat

And talked

About nothing

I looked

Into

Your eyes

saikil ke pahiy fir se ghumay

चलो फिर से बच्चे बन जाते हैं

लौट कर

The Kiss That Was

have you ever had a kiss

that took you on a bliss

and left you with shaking knees

Trials In Life

Sometimes you may think you're alone,

And your feelings make you seem like a clone.

Regret And Pain

Here I am, stumbling down the street

The rain's pouring down

I'm staring at my fe

Speechless
My Name Is Sasha
My Sister Is Leigh
I am six
And she is three

Our dads always mad

How Much I Love You For You

Every tone of life

Makes a note for you.

Every word of life

Makes a phras