To Harriet

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

Whose is the love that, gleaming through the world,
Wards off the poisonous arrow of its scorn?
Whose is the warm and partial praise,
Virtue's most sweet reward?

Beneath whose looks did my reviving soul
Riper in truth and virtuous daring grow?
Whose eyes have I gazed fondly on,
And loved mankind the more?

Harriet! on thine:—thou wert my purer mind;
Thou wert the inspiration of my song;
Thine are these early wilding flowers,
Though garlanded by me.

Then press into thy breast this pledge of love;
And know, though time may change and years may roll,
Each floweret gathered in my heart
It consecrates to thine.

-Percy Bysshe Shelley

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WO HAR NAJARIYA

वो हर नजरिया , हमने बदल दिया

जो हमस�

Why Doesn't He Love Me Back

My eyes meet his,

Our hands touch,

Then our lips,

We are no longer on ear

A Message From My Heart

I thought it was what I wanted.

You promised me it was.

You took me in your arms<

Perfect Mask

 

She smiles, I cry.

She is outgoing, I am shy.

She loves, I am alon

dharam apne bhasha ki izat karte hai

अपने धर्म, देश, भाषा की, जो इज़्ज़त करत

Kind, Amazing Best Friend

You have become my closest friend.

It's been just about a year,

And you're the on

Love Me Again

Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day

Love me again like you did the first day

Lo

Prem agan hai thodi thodi

Chanda se bhi gori gori

Samne khadi hai wo chori

Dekhe mujhko chori chori

Ask Me....

Do I love you?

Look into my eyes.

The shine you see is the light of my soul.

MUJHE PYAAR HAI US LADKI SE

मुझे प्यार है उस लड़की से और मेरा प्य�