Enjoying a black coffee,it is shining out side, remembering evening solace .. Remeber only the first few lines.. Human heart has hidden treasures,in secret kept, in silence sealed, The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed. And days may pass in gay confusion, And nights in rosy riot fly, While, lost in Fame's or Wealth's illusion, The memory of the Past may die.......
Courtesy poem :evening solace.cant remeber the poet...
Tuesday 21 July 2009
another day
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4 comments:
so pretty!
wah ..ishtaayi
i too like this poem
the poet is Charlotte Bronte.
very nice....
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