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

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BAS THODI DER

बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे �

I Always Love You..

I love your eyes and your soft sighs.

I love your inner beauty, too.

I love the w

MUJHE NA BASANT BHATA HAI

मुझे न बसंत भाता है, 

 

न ही बह

First Kiss...

We sat

And talked

About nothing

I looked

Into

Your eyes

My Best Friend

 

Best friends are angels

That God sent along.

They always stay besi

Faithful, Unsure Love
Through all the storms and struggles—
All the fights and tussles’,
All the disrespect, and

Days come and go

Days come and go

But my feelings for you are forever

I am just not capable

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tumse jab bate shuru hui

उस एक दिन जब बातें शुरू हुई तुमसे लगा �

prand ke saman hai

घोर अंधकार हो,

चल रही बयार हो,

आज