To Mary

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

The twentieth year is well-nigh past,
Since first our sky was overcast;
Ah, would that this might be the last!
My Mary!
Thy spirits have a fainter flow,
I see thee daily weaker grow--
'Twas my distress that brought thee low,
My Mary!
Thy needles, once a shining store,
For my sake restless heretofore,
No rust disused, and shine no more,
My Mary!
For though thou gladly wouldst fulfil
The same kind office for me still,
Thy sight now seconds not thy will,
My Mary!
But well thou play'd the housewife's part,
And all thy threads with magic art
Have wound themselves about this heart,
My Mary!
Thy indistinct expressions seem
Like language utter'd in a dream;
Yet me they charm, whate'er the theme,
My Mary!
Thy silver locks, once auburn bright,
Are still more lovely in my sight
Than golden beams of orient light,
My Mary!
For could I view nor them nor thee,
What sight worth seeing could I see?
The sun would rise in vain for me,
My Mary!
Partakers of thy sad decline,
Thy hands their little force resign;
Yet, gently press'd, press gently mine,
My Mary!
And then I feel that still I hold
A richer store ten thousandfold
Than misers fancy in their gold,
My Mary!
Such feebleness of limbs thou prov'st,
That now at every step thou mov'st
Upheld by two; yet still thou lov'st,
My Mary!
And still to love, though press'd with ill,
In wintry age to feel no chill,
With me is to be lovely still,
My Mary!
But ah! by constant heed I know
How oft the sadness that I show
Transforms thy smiles to looks of woe,
My Mary!
And should my future lot be cast
With much resemblance of the past,
Thy worn-out heart will break at last,
My Mary!

-William Cowper

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AAPKI LADAI KOI OR LAD RAHA HAI

 

LADO 

LAD NAHI SAKTE TO BOLO

BOLL NAHI SAKTE TO LIKHO

The Most Horrible Treat

It seemed like a good idea at the time,

But looking back now I cringe just a little.

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

Its not the way you think
Its not that I want to hurt
Its just a wrongly put effort

Its not that I mean to offend

pata hi na chala

एक जमाना जब दोस्तों के साथ,

खूब हंस

How It Used To Be

I saw her during recess

And then again at lunch

I kinda liked to tease her

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Being A Friend

We have something that holds us together,

Something that made us both better,

Som

HAR KHUSHI DOSTO KE SATH

हर ख़ुशी तकलीफ, साथ साथ जिया करते थे

Now We Are Six

When I was One,

I had just begun.

When I was Two,

I was nearly new.

kuch dost purane yaad ate hai

मैं यादों की किताब खोलू तो कुछ हंसते �