The Definition of Love

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

My love is of a birth as rare
As 'tis for object strange and high;
It was begotten by Despair
Upon Impossibility.

Magnanimous Despair alone
Could show me so divine a thing
Where feeble Hope could ne'er have flown,
But vainly flapp'd its tinsel wing.

And yet I quickly might arrive
Where my extended soul is fixt,
But Fate does iron wedges drive,
And always crowds itself betwixt.

For Fate with jealous eye does see
Two perfect loves, nor lets them close;
Their union would her ruin be,
And her tyrannic pow'r depose.

And therefore her decrees of steel
Us as the distant poles have plac'd,
(Though love's whole world on us doth wheel)
Not by themselves to be embrac'd;

Unless the giddy heaven fall,
And earth some new convulsion tear;
And, us to join, the world should all
Be cramp'd into a planisphere.

As lines, so loves oblique may well
Themselves in every angle greet;
But ours so truly parallel,
Though infinite, can never meet.

Therefore the love which us doth bind,
But Fate so enviously debars,
Is the conjunction of the mind,
And opposition of the stars.

-Andrew Marvell

Other poetry

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and

JIWAN KA MULYA

कोई आपके लिए रूपये खर्च करेगा तो कोई,

Love On Reserve

We knew love had no space.

No choice, but to force it into

tight space. We handle

chhoti se chhoti galti

sadeav apni chhoti se chhoti 

galtiyon se bachne ki koshish karen

kunki ek g

I'm In Love With You

It's the way you say I love you and the way you hold my hand.

There's just so much about

ishq or dosti

 

Ishq Aur Dosti Meri Zindgi Ke Do Jahan Hain,

Ishq Meri Rooh Toh Dosti Mera

sankat apna bal sakha

संकट अपना बाल सखा है, इसको कठ लगाओ

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Uski zaroorat rahegi

Dil mein dard hotho pe muskurahat ho

Aisa lage zindagi se koi shikayat na ho

Phir

Keep Safe...

No more shaking hands.

Don't touch your face.

Never stand too close

In a

Friendship
When we were idlers with the loitering rills,
The need of human love we little noted:
Our love