Sand houses of dreams

english-poems-sad

If the meeting is necessary,
Then you should display your eyes on your palms,
Which keep waiting for centuries
Somewhere on the threshold.
You should le them accompany you,
That we see the lotus of dreams…
Floating in its lake, O my beloved…!
We will engrave the name on its beach,
And will make sand houses of dreams.

ANDAZ tumhary jesa tha

Hm tanha thy jb barish ny dastak de darwazy per
Humain yu laga k tum aye ho
ANDAZ tumhary jesa tha
Hm tanha thy jb raho ma ak jhonky ny mra sat dia
Humain yu laga k tum aye ho
ANDAZ tumhary jesa tha
Na rahe barish Na raha jhonka
Sub chor gai mujko tanha
Humain yu laga k tum ja rahy ho
ANDAZ tumhary jesa tha

Miles to go before i sleep

robert-frost

Whose woods these are I think I Know.
His house is in the village, though
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep
But i have promises to keep
And miles to go before i sleep
And miles to go before i sleep.