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

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

Your Smile On My Mind

I wake up every day with your smile on my mind.

It's a beautiful sight to behold, so soft

A Pretty Woman
That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers,
And the blue eye
Dear and dewy,
And that infantine fre

Speechless
My Name Is Sasha
My Sister Is Leigh
I am six
And she is three

Our dads always mad

My One-Sided Love

My love for her is a roaring fire.

She's all I ever did or will desire.

Without h

Friendzz..

Opposites

I say yes and you say no

I say bye and you say hello

Butterfly'

Best Of Brands

Get that nit comb through those strands,

This lice lotion best of brands,

Naught

A Divine Rapture
E'en like two little bank-dividing brooks,
That wash the pebbles with their wanton streams, <

CHAND CHANDNI KO CHAHTA HAI

Chand Chandni ko chahta hai jis kadar,

Us kadar chahu main tujhe ish kadar ,

Meri

zindgi hi ti hai

ज़िन्दगी ही तो है थोड़ा और सीखा देगी