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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What's Love ?

What is love?

Love is a dangerous thing,

But once you find the one,

It al

kya dhoondti rehti hai ye aankhe

सब कुछ तो है क्या ढूँढ़ती रहती हैं नि�

zindagi bahut chhoti si hai achhe se ji lo

kabhi kabhi kuchh chizen apni man 

ki bhi kar le ni chahiy

kunki ye zindgi b

aag abhi bohot see kafi hai

भारत क्यों तेरी साँसों के, स्वर आहत स�

We're Better Than Yesterday

Don't be worried about the past.

Things like that never last.

We're better than y

I Am Trying

I know there's something great in me,

Something I struggle to find.

The days and

A Choice Is Mine

Life may not let me select my lot,

But whether I'd be happy or not...

That is my

ye ranjisho ka silsila

Suna hai Sau raaste jaate hai usski jaanib ki taraf ...

mujhe ek bhi nai mil raha, lagata

Ek Aishwaarya thi deewani si ^_^

Ek Aishwaarya thi deewani si Shahrukh pe wo marti thi,

Najre jhukake, sharma ke Hritik ki

Tinkle little Car

Tinkle, Tinkle little car

How I wonder what you are.

 

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