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Wo Bewafayii Ki Murti – Sad Poetry Sms

1 August, 2013 | Bollywood Lyrics | , , , , , ,

Wo Bewafayii Ki Murti – Sad Poetry Sms

Na Wo Wafa Ki Devi Hai…
Na Hai Wo Bewafayii Ki Murti….
Kash Khud Ko Itna Bedard Na Banaya Hota …
To Sayad Ushey Rok Pata….
Kaheti Thi Ki “mere Pyaar Ki Umar Ho Itni Sanam ..
Tere Naam Se Suroo Tere Naam Se Khataam…”
Per Naam Ka Fashla Na Badha Hota Itna …
To Sayad Ushey Rok Pata…
Khati Thi “baith Mere Pass Tujhey Dekhti Rahoon…..”
Kass Ushkey Rooh Me Utar Jata …
To Sayad Ushey Rok Pata….

Poetry Collection for Mothers Day

29 July, 2013 | English Poetry | , , , , , , ,

Poetry Collection for Mothers Day

Have no fear, for love is all around you.
All come helpless from a common womb.
Perhaps you do not know that love surrounds you.
Perhaps you do not know that you’re in bloom.
Yet mothers, too, are children, ever loved,
Minded by the living and the dead,
Old enough to give, as time has proved,
The need no less, though time and tears have fled.
Have faith that love’s a mystic tide that flows
Equally to and from the heart,
Returning, turning as it comes and goes,
‘Mid moon and moon your sea, your song, your art.
Sing, then, of this moment of your giving,
Deep within the ebb and flow of living.
All you feel is what was felt for you,
Yearning your own yearning will renew.

Easy Child – Mothers Day Shayari

29 July, 2013 | English Poetry | , , , , , , ,

Easy Child – Mothers Day Shayari

I know I haven’t been an easy child,
But love for you lies underneath my whims;
There is no way I could be tame or mild:
I need sometimes to shout and wave my limbs.
You’re the wall I need to test my height,
The countervailing force to test my strength,
The chain I hammer at with all my might,
Even though you have increased its length.
It’s tough, I know, to be both Mom and Dad,
To raise me all alone, just hit or miss;
To have to play at once good cop and bad,
And give me grief before my goodnight kiss.
But love against the odds is stronger still:
I need your fierce, proud love, and always will.

Happy Mother’s Day to My Dear Mum

29 July, 2013 | English Poetry | , , , , , , ,

Happy Mother’s Day to My Dear Mum
Happy Mother’s Day to my dear Mum, Author of my personality:
Pleased, I hope, with what you read in me; Pleased,
I hope, with episodes to come. Yet now I, too,
would get some pleasure from Making you the book in which
I see, Of all the players in my family, The central
character, whom I would plumb. How beautiful to move in that
direction! Each to each a separate source of pleasure,
Reading in the other’s happiness, ‘Mid much description,
underlying love. So would we deepen the connection,
Discovering new passages to treasure As we follow time
towards tenderness, Yearning for what years unread will
prove.

Happy Mother’s Day to My Dear Daughter

29 July, 2013 | English Poetry | , , , , , , ,

Happy Mother’s Day to My Dear Daughter

Happy Mother’s Day to my dear daughter:
A mother, too, and yet my baby still!
Praised be the love that lasts, and always will,
Perched like a star above the windswept weather!
Years pass like clouds beneath the things that matter.
Mothers grasp the grace within the fill,
Older than the stars themselves, that spill
Towards eyes whose tears supply the maelstrom’s waters.
How lucky we, to share it in our bones!
Each a mother, holding what will prove
Redemption’s gift, too dear to be redeemed
‘Ere time renew the miracle again.
So may you, some Mother’s Day, your own
Daughter, now a mother, send such love,
Alive to more emotion than you dreamed,
Yet far beyond the realm of joy and pain.

Devoted to Children – Mothers Day 140

29 July, 2013 | English Poetry | , , , , , , ,

Devoted to Children – Mothers Day 140

Her life was not as glorious as some,
Devoted to her children and their children,
Taken up by quiet tedium:
What’s left when dreams are scattered to the wind.
She loved too well, perhaps, and fought too hard
To make a marriage work that wasn’t right.
She was, of all bright loveliness, a shard
Struck off to bring our lives the gift of light.
There are those whose lives are shaped by love;
Whose pleasures, rich and full, are found in giving;
Who make our wild hearts bloom and passions move
Into measured fields made lush by living.
Without her all the gold’s gone from the day;
She will be missed far more than we can say.

Happy Mother’s Day to a Dear Aunt

29 July, 2013 | English Poetry | , , , , , , ,

Happy Mother’s Day to a Dear Aunt

Happy Mother’s Day to a dear aunt,
As loving as a mother ought to be,
Pleased to act when parents won’t or can’t,
Pleased to act when moms go out to sea.
Yet yearning cannot make an aunt a mother,
Melding aptitude with milk and blood.
One finds joy in giving joy to others;
The other has her joy, if she but would.
Heaven knows the way across the darkness,
Enduring through all manner of regret,
Returning, turning to the fount of stillness
‘Mid mountains of accumulated debt.
So may you this day be satisfied
Despite the grace that fortune has denied,
Alive with love, both given and returned,
Yet blessed with nothing less than you have earned.

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