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.
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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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DIL DIYA DARD LIYA

Dil diya dard liya Haan maine ishq kiya

Dil diya dard liya Haan maine ishq kiya

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hum kuchh kar ke dikhaynge

kas li hai kamar ab to kuchh kar ke dikhaynge

aazad hi ho lenge,yaa sar hi kaat denge

A Friend - By Sir Shotgun

A friend is the one who tells you the truth
regardless of the cost,
A friend will help

MANANE KI KHWAHISH HO YA NA HO

र लगता है तुम्हें बताने में वो जो हमा

Our Mysterious Love

As I lay here in the dark by your side,

You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<

khud se jada bharosa

राजीव: ऐ दिल तू क्यों रोता है…!!!

Back To Strangers

We started as strangers.

We fell and became lovers.

We started with a, "Hi,"

Brighter Skies

If you awake to one more dreary day,

an empty heart with empty hours to kill,

rem

A Kind-Hearted Angel Friend

Your kindness has been blessed to me

From the stars above.

Your words all fill my

Fear Of Falling

 

Why are we so afraid

to fall in love?

Is it the hurt, the heartbre

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