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

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

apna bana gaya tu

yoon zindgi ke khawab dikha gaya tu 

muskurakar apna bana gaya tu

behti hui

Best Buddies Always

God Sent Me You At A Moment In My Life

When He Knew I Needed A Companion

Only He

Little Dance Of Love

We dance circles around each other.

Making eye contact now and then.

Smiling, gig

still hold the most space in our hearts.

And then I realized

that to be

more alive

I had to

be less

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Bhartiye Tiranga

हरी भरी धरती हो

नीला आसमान रहे

à¤

To Lose Thee
To lose thee, sweeter than to gain
All other hearts I knew.
‘Tis true the drought is destitu

A Perfect Friend

A friend is someone we turn to

when our spirits need a lift,

A friend is someone

desh ki mitti

देश की माटी देश का जल

हवा देश की देà¤

Say Yes...

Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,

Your hand in mine, never losing faith.