There''s a love that only u can give,
A smile that only your lips can show,
A twinkle that can only be seen in your eyes,
& a life of mine that u alone can complete
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
Wohi izhar kafi tha Tumhe ik din kaha tha jo K tum se piyar karte hain Wo lamha bhool q bethe Wo jumla bhool q bethe Abhi tajdeed mango ge Meri belos chahat ki Tumhe ek bar phir se who Mohabbat na mile shayad Ye jo tum rooth bethe ho Tumhari kam nighai hay Tumhe gar piyar karna tha Hamare sath chalna tha Wo ek izhar sun lete Wohi izhar kafi tha Tumhe ek din kaha tha jo K Tum se PYAAR karte hain
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet
