The Dream

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

Love, if I weep it will not matter,
And if you laugh I shall not care;
Foolish am I to think about it,
But it is good to feel you there.
Love, in my sleep I dreamed of waking, --
White and awful the moonlight reached
Over the floor, and somewhere, somewhere,
There was a shutter loose, -- it screeched!
Swung in the wind, -- and no wind blowing! --
I was afraid, and turned to you,
Put out my hand to you for comfort, --
And you were gone! Cold, cold as dew,
Under my hand the moonlight lay!
Love, if you laugh I shall not care,
But if I weep it will not matter, --
Ah, it is good to feel you there!

-Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Im No Different From You
People just look at me
Look enough to stare
not noticing the inside of me
They just look at

CHAHE NAZAR NA AYE

चाहे नजर ना आये कहीं उजाला

चाहे लग�

ZIKR TERI OR MERI BATON KE

Zikr tera meri baaton me hone laga hai, 

Tera har khwaab aankhon me rehne laga hai,<

desh bhakti

जहाँ डाल-डाल पर सोने की चिड़िया करती �

JO BHARA NAHI HAI BHAVO SE

जो भरा नहीं है भावों से

बहती जिसमे�

Your Special Friend

Friendship is like life.

It goes away,

And comes again.

 

Fr

As Is Life

It's strange the things you remember

And the things you seem to forget.

It's a ja

Book: A Title Of Life

Life is a series of written pages,

Climaxes and minimum wages.

The words so caref

All About Girls

Girls!

They protect you!

Mind you, correct you!

In ways you never thought

ek rishta

Suno…. Suno na! 

Kuch tum badlo, kuch hum badle.. 

Aur badalke i