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

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Green Colour

Green is so important

Because we see it all around

It's up very high on the trees

I Love You Well

I wish not to love you much,

Only to love you well.

Much is but a quantity,

dhokha de gaya wo mujhe

eak muskaan apne naam kar gaya wo 

khushiyo kaa eak jaam kar gaya wo

baaten

gairoon ki baat kun karte ho

tum gairoon ki baath karte ho,

humne apno kho aazmaya hai.

tum kaanto se bach ke

ME APNI NADAIYON KO KOS RAHI THI

बेफिक्र हो चली थी ज्योंही तुम्हारा क�

Always Friends

I accept you in confidence,
I listen and admire your wisdom.
We are one when we are tog

Apna kisi or ko bana na sake

Pata na chala wp kab kisi or ka naseeb hone lage

Ek pal me unhone hamein bhula diya

Tum mere ho ...

Akkar Bakkar bambay bO

Kuch B hO tum, Mere hO ^_^

I Don't Know Why

Sometimes life is hard, and there is so much I still don't understand.

I feel alone and a

Your Lips..

Lips sweet as sugar,

how to touch them I linger.

Lips that enslave me with their