. . . life is like a beautiful collection of colourful flowers. . . . It has red red roses. . . the moments of bliss and joy.. . . and it has some yellow flowers too. . . . the moments of sorrow and grief. . . . We have many achievements and we have many regrets in life. It has all the four seasons, ahh ha ! spring we love it. . . . . but we do not want to see the beauty of autum. . . . we all enjoy our happy moments. . . but why not we enjoy the season of melancholy ?
We must understand that life is a bundle of mixed things and we have to accept it as a whole.
Yasin mahr's blog
Monday, July 26, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Why Did I Laugh To-night. . .
Jhoh keats is my fvrt poet,i am posting here one of his famous poem. . . I love this poem why Did I Laugh to-night ? no voice will tell No god no demon of severe response, Deigns to reply from heaven or hell. Then to my human heart I turn at once: Heart! thou and I are here sad and alon: I say ,why did I laugh! O mortal pain O darkness! darkness! ever must I moan: To question heaven and hell and heart in vain: My fancy to utmost blisses spread : Yet would I on this midnight cease: And world's gaudy ensigns see in shreds: VERSE FAME and BEAUTY are intens indead : But DEATH intenser death is life's high meed. JHON KEATS.
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