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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KHAYALO ME SIRF TUM HO

आज रात फिर ख़यालो में तुम हो,

आज फिर �

zindagi koi ghulam nahi

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A homemade cake,

That special gift,

A birthday steak.

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I know it will be hard
we were best friends
and now

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The twists and turns, lulls and delays,

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the fact that you we

NAZAR SE DEKHA

 

अंगारों भरी नजर से देखा नौजवान �

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You say you love me

you say you care

But when you look into my eyes

I see

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