Bhoolne ki Adat Hai

Bhoolne ki Adat Hai
Bhoolne ki Adat Hai

Chalo Ishq nahi, Chaahne ki Adat hai
Kya karein ke Hamein Dusre ki Adat hai
Tu apne Sheesha-Gari ka na kar Hunar Zyada
Main Aaina hoon, Mujhe Tootne ki Adat hai
Wisal mein bhi wohi Faasle Sharab ke hain
Ke Usko Neend, Mujh ko Rat-Jagne ki Adat hai
Tera Naseeb hai Ae Dil Sada ki Mehroomi
Na Wo Saki hai, na Tujhe Maangne ki Adat hai
Ye Khud Aa Jati kab tak
Tu bhi usse na kar Yaad, Jise Bhoolne ki Adat hai.
  

Jun, 12 2010     440 chars (3 sms)     3776 views       Love

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Aanken band kar k bhi, hum tera deedar karte hain,
Aye sanam, hum to sirf tum se pyar karte hain.
Lakh chaah kar bhi main tujhe bhula nahi sakta,
Saans rahte, teri tasvir aankhon se hataa nahi sakta.
Aakhiri pal tak o bewafaa, tujehe yaad karta hoon,
Teri yaadon ko seene mein basaa kar chalta hoon
TujhE Chahte Hy Be-Inteha Pr Chahna Nhi Ata
Ye Kesi Muhabat Hy K mjhe Kehna Nhi Ata
Zindgi Me Aa Jao mri Zindgi Bn Kr
K Tere Bn mujhe Zinda Rehna Nhi Ata.
One Of D True & Nice Saying:-



"D Most Beautiful Clothes Dat A Woman Can Wear R D Arms Of D Manwho Luvs Her..."
SWEETHEART U R THE ONE I LUV....

i couldnt imagine wat would have been lyk if u had not been by my side 2 support in gud n difficult tymz.. showered ur unconditional luv n affectiion

widout which i couldnt have been wat i am 2day, a better perrson whoz hand u held 2 guide n i tread d ryt path alyz

i am glad i found u.. !!
Jaanta hu ke bewafa hain who,
Fir bhi dil ke haatho fareb khata hu.
Roz kehta hu ki bhool jaaunga usko,
Roz isi baat ko bhool jaata hu.
Woh chalte chalte itne door chale gaye,
Hamein rokna bhi na aaya.
Hamne unka naam liya phir bhi,
Shayad unhein sunna na aaya.
True Poets Don''t Write

Their Thoughts With A Pen...

They Release The Ink That Flows

From Within Their Heart.
widout even realising it,
u tel me u luv me so many tym ,
a day
in so many wayz.. ..

i hear it in ur voice wen u say
sweet things 2 me for no
special reason

i c it in ur eyes
wen u luk at me lyk no1 in d world u would rather b wid

i feel it wen v
hold hands n in private momentz wen nuthing
matterz but d both of us
sharing our luv 4 each other.. ..
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


~ William Shakespeare ~
Love is an act of endless forgiveness
A tender look which becomes a habit
In love never keep the condition of always ending up together. Some times wonderful love stories continue by just being friends. . . :)
Though we are very far apart, but somehow I always feel you
near my heart.