When You Are Old

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

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

-W. B. Yeats

Other poetry

Worthless Love

No stupid love song can describe how I feel

Sometimes the words other people say

I'm Sorry For Hurting You

I'm sorry for hurting you, like the way I do

I'm sorry for the hurtful things I always sa

aa ma teri paarti karun

peda kar gayi tujhe eahsaas bhi hai 

suniko ke raqt se aabad hindustan hai

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karne lage hai hum khud se pyar

Zindagi ne, is kaddar, kiya hai,  bas vaar

Bina koi,  churee,  ya koi,&nbs

DOST WO HAI

दोस्त वो है जो बिन कहे समझ लेता है हर ब

Getting everything else done.

Go into this week

with the attitude that

your peace,

your health of mind,

Sweet Birthday To You My Love

A wish for lots of birthday fun

To last until the day is done.

Hoping that all yo

You Used Me

You used me.

I thought you were the key,

But the truth is that you used me,

Be The Best Of Whatever You Are

 If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,

 Be a scrub in the valley 

Who Nose...

Some areas long as hoses

You buy at a garden store.

Mine can be used to smell ros