Under the Harvest Moon


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

Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker,
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful friend
Who remembers.Under the summer roses
When the flagrant crimson
Lurks in the dusk
Of the wild red leaves,
Love, with little hands,
Comes and touches you
With a thousand memories,
And asks you
Beautiful, unanswerable questions.

-Carl Sandburg

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DIL AAKHIR KYUN ROTA HAI .

YEH JO GEHRE SANNATE HAIN,

WAQT NE SABKO HI BAANTE HAIN

THODA GHUM HAI SABKA KISS

TUM SANSO KI MEHEK MEI

Gumnam chahato ka silsila

Aur kitne din chalega

Gum ka suraj sarpar se

Ka

Zindgi Tere Naam

 

phir aaj koi gazal tere naam na ho jaye

kahin likhte likhte shaam na ho ja

DESH TABHI BNTA HAI

अलग अलग गलियों कुचों में लोग कोन गिनत

What I Love About You

The sparkle in your eye,

The warmth of your skin,

Your breath on my neck

If I Were To Write A Poem

If I were to write a poem,

It would be a fantastic piece of art,

Many people woul

KHWABO KA PARDA

Khwabon ka parda yaha par ab,

Ban

Your Special Friend

Friendship is like life.

It goes away,

And comes again.

 

Fr

On the Idle Hill of Summer
On the idle hill of summer,
Sleepy with the flow of streams,
Far I hear the steady drummer

A Child Finding A Worm

A three year old child is a being who gets almost as much fun out of a fifty-six dollar set of sw

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