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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True Feelings

You make me feel so real

I lay awake at night thinking of you

I close my eyes and

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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

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

"Hope" is the thing with feathers -

That perches in the soul -

And sings the tune

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If I were to write a poem,

It would be a fantastic piece of art,

Many people woul

dosti ek khushi hai

Dosti Dard Nahi Khushiyon Ki Saugat Hai,

Kisi Apne Ka Zindgi Bhar Ka Saath Hai,

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What I Love About You

 

The sparkle in your eye,

The warmth of your skin,

Your breath on m

hamari dosti kya hai

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