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

Love & Friendship

You're the one I most admire

with great intentions and loving desires.

Passion an

IS KADAR KIYA TUNE

की अब जो इस कदर किया तूने नाचार है,

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beet gayi zindgi

At the Mid Hour of Night
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life sho

hum unko paa na sake

Aansuon Ke Saagar Me Dil Ko Doobote hue,

Tamaam Raaten Guzar Di Rote hue

Mazak Ka

AAPKI LADAI KOI OR LAD RAHA HAI

 

LADO 

LAD NAHI SAKTE TO BOLO

BOLL NAHI SAKTE TO LIKHO

Why Doesn't He Love Me Back

My eyes meet his,

Our hands touch,

Then our lips,

We are no longer on ear

kuchh pal ki bate

कोई मैं में उलझा है तो कोई तू उलझा है

Last Goodbye

I sit here waiting

waiting for you to see

that time is running out

come o

When I First Met You

~When I first met you~

 

When I first met you, I didn't give it a second tho