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

Other poetry

tears hanging under my eyelashes

im watcing ur way in the path of clowds

my tears doesn't come down untill u come

KUCHH SAPNE

कुछ छोटे सपनो के बदले,बड़ी नींद का सौ�

AMAR HO JAUNGA LAGTA HAI

Anjaana sa Duniya ki baatoon se

Din-Pal aur Raaton se

Na kisi ke kahne ka asar

When I Am With Her

When I am without her,

the sun doesn't shine as brightly.

When I am without her,<

Truth Untold

My pain and misery fall from the sky

So hard I try to ignore it, but it still gets by.

From My Heart

A million stars up in the sky.

One shines brighter - I can't deny.

A love so prec

kya kiya jaay

makaan jale to bima le sakte hai!

sapne jale to kya kiya jaay..

sher dahade to bh

The Ghost Of My Past

Fumbling, stumbling,

around in the dark.

Fighting, igniting,

flames from

You
You
You are so deceiving
When you come into my life
You make me feel the best I can
Yet

Everyone Is Searching

Everyone is searching

for the missing piece in life.

The key to unlock the door