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Originally posted by: WaqtZaya
shin boli she can't come coz we bash her favourite chubby cheeks Prerna 😂😂😂 and you are so Negative 😂😂😂
Blues is fine busy with her restuarant.
Main kabhi prerna ko bash nei karti 😡
i am not negative 😡
Blue ka beta kaisa hai 😭
Originally posted by: WaqtZaya
😒 AT title rula raha hai mereko 😭😭😭😭💔
Echo
Come to me in the silence of the night;
Come in the speaking silence of a dream;
Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright
As sunlight on a stream;
Come back in tears,
O memory, hope, love of finished years.
Oh dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet,
Whose wakening should have been in Paradise,
Where souls brimfull of love abide and meet;
Where thirsting longing eyes
Watch the slow door
That opening, letting in, lets out no more.
Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live
My very life again tho’ cold in death:
Come back to me in dreams, that I may give
Pulse for pulse, breath for breath:
Speak low, lean low,
As long ago, my love, how long ago.
💔💔
blue ka beta bahut zyada cute hai 🤗🤗🤗🤗Originally posted by: opsora2090
Main kabhi prerna ko bash nei karti 😡
i am not negative 😡
Blue ka beta kaisa hai 😭
this poem is one of my favourite poems. But Mrs Browning takes my heart awayOriginally posted by: Wistfulness
Echo
Come to me in the silence of the night;
Come in the speaking silence of a dream;
Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright
As sunlight on a stream;
Come back in tears,
O memory, hope, love of finished years.
Oh dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet,
Whose wakening should have been in Paradise,
Where souls brimfull of love abide and meet;
Where thirsting longing eyes
Watch the slow door
That opening, letting in, lets out no more.
Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live
My very life again tho’ cold in death:
Come back to me in dreams, that I may give
Pulse for pulse, breath for breath:
Speak low, lean low,
As long ago, my love, how long ago.
💔💔
