Love is blind hard

Love is blind hard
Love is blind hard to find easy to get but difficult to forget!!!
  

Jun, 12 2010     66 chars (1 sms)     5015 views       Love

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"A heart die''s when it is unable to share it''s feelings"
BUT
"A heart kills itself when another heart doesn''t understand its feelings!"
(so simple yet it explains everything.........)
Tumhain bakhshi hai dil per hukmarani or kia detey..?

Yehi thi bas hamari rajdhani or kia detey..?

Sitaron se kisi ki mang bharna ik fasana hai.

Tumharey name likh di zindagani or kia detey.

Wo mujh sey mangta tha umar ka ik dilnashin hisa.

Na detey us ko ham apni jawani or kia detey..?

Bichartey waqt us ko ik na ik tohfa to dena tha.

Hamare pas tha ankhoon may pani or kia detey..
A Ball is
Escaped From a Bat.
A Rat is
Escaped From a
Cat
But
U
Donot
Escape
From my
"Heart".
Because
U
R
my
"HEART BEATS"
If you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain; in order to love you gotta risk the pain.
Sunsets Are Most Beautiful

When You Watch Them With Someone You Love

And

Yet They Are The Saddest Scenery Created By God

When You Watch It Alone
REMEMBER that there will always besomeome who remember u
everyday with or without messages!or calls!THATS ME!!LV U
Koi kehta hai pyar ek tarah ka nasha hai,

koi kehta hai pyar ek tarah ki saza hai.

Par me kehta hu pyar karo agar sacche dil se

to pyar jine ki ek aur wajah hai.
Aziz hai mujhe har cheez se dosti uski,

Utar gayi hai mere dil mein saadgi uski,

Wo apne aap se kese juda karega mujhe,

Wo rooh hai aur mein zindagi hoon uski.
Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.
-- William Shakespeare
khud ko mujh se juda kia us ne, jo na krna tha wo kia us ne, yad krne se b na yad aon, esa muj ko bhula dia us ne, tum to bas waqt ki zarurat ho, muj ko akhir bata dia us ne, apne hathon se khud he likh mujhe, jane kyun phir mitadya us ne.
If i were to describe true love than i wud describe it as what a snowman did to a snow woman, he gave her a warm hug and they both melted in each others arms...
Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other,
It is fed with the necessity of seeing each other,
And is concluded with the impossibility of separation.