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

Without His Love

What has happened is never spoken,

And everything around me has been broken.

Ther

TUMKO HI SOCHTA HAUN

तुमको ही सोचता हूँ तुमको ही ढूँढता हू

Who Nose...

Some areas long as hoses

You buy at a garden store.

Mine can be used to smell ros

My Special Friend For You

God blessed me one sunny day.

He sent me an angel from so far away

To love and he

The Gift of Boredom

 

Are you bored?

 

Millions of people

spend every wakin

First Kiss...

We sat

And talked

About nothing

I looked

Into

Your eyes

Heartbroken And Confused

My heart feels like it's torn in two,

Why can't I just be with you?

Every day ano

na jaane kahan bitate hai

दोस्ती किस तरह निभाते हैं, मेरे दुश्म

sacha veer bana de

sacha veer bana de maa- sacha veer bana de maa 

dhruv jeasi mujhe bhakti de de- arju

Don't Give Up
We wait for what we long for
We long for what we need
Impatience and Anxiety
Give root to e