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

ULJHE SAWAL

Kuch Uljhe Sawalo Se Darta Hai Dil,

Jane Kyun Tanhai Mein Bikharta Hai Dil,

Kisi

meri pyaari maa

मेरी प्यार माँ तू कितनी प्यारी है माँ

JAB AKELA HOTA HUN

Jab akela hota hoon, rula jaati hain unki yaaedin.

Fir wohi beeti baatein yaad dila jaati

Love Of A Friend

sitting alone gazing at the sky

thinking of you always make me cry

as the time go

Me without you...

Me without you is like
a nerd without braces,
A shoe without laces,
aSentenceWi

apne daman mein chupa loon tujhko

Mein apne daman mein chupa loon tujhko.

Dil karta hai apna bana loon tujhko.

Marr

MERE DESH KI AANKHEN

झुकी कमर सीधी की

माथे से पसीना पोछ�

KYA FARK PADTA HAI

कोई सब कहे, कोई चुप रहे,

तो कोई छाँव,

shahido ke naam

मज़हब जुदा सही वतन तो एक है, है फूल रंग

Messy Room

Whosever room this is should be ashamed!

His underwear is hanging on the lamp.

Hi