I miss the voice that calls my name
I miss the hand that holds me securely
I miss the words that enlivens my day
I miss those eyes that see my soul
I miss the way you call my name
Along with the way you hold my hand
I miss you dearly how you love me
And how you tell me you do
I long to hear that voice again
I hope to feel your hand brush against mine
I hope to see those eys
And I hope to be loved by you as long as I have life
Lamha Lamha Sanse Khatm Ho Rahi Hai, Jindagi Maut Ke Pahluo Me So Rahi Hai,
Us Bewafa Se Mat Pucho Meri Maut Ki Wajah. Wo To Bus Jamane Ko Dikhane Ke Liye
Ro Rahi Hai
Love Is As Much Of An Object As An Obsession
Everybody Wants It, Seeks It
But Few Ever Achieve It
Those Who Do Will Cherish It, Be Lost In It
And
Among All,
Never.... Never Forget It. . .
Nigaho me or koi dosti ke kabil na raha,is kinare ka or koi sahil na raha.Chand jaisa dost mila hume zamin par, aasma ka chand bhi ab deedar k kabil nahi
raha.
