Love is like a missed-call

Love is like a missed-call
Love is like a missed-call
It stops before you catch it
But Friendship is like an "SMS"
It comes to you inbox and stay
Whenever you read it
It makes you happy
and this stay in your inbox until you delete it

Respect you friends
  

Dec, 11 2014     228 chars (2 sms)     5261 views       Love

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Good days come often,

Bad days do too,


But the best days only come when

I’m with you.
Words of Lover Boy:
My eyes know that
i m not perfect match 4 him.
But
my heart has no eyes or ears,
So it''s been beating 4 her..
Words cant express,
what I feel for you.
I cant explain why
the sky is blue.
But I know
my heart is true
when I say:
I am lucky to have a lover like you
Love you my angel..!!
Uski chahat se iqrar na karte,

Uski qasmon ka aitbaar na karte,

Agar pata hota k hum sirf mazaaq hain unke liye,

Qasam se hum jaan de dety par pyar na karte.
Yaadon ko bhulane mein kuch dair to lagti hai,

Aankhon ko sulaney mein kuch dair to lagti hai,

Kisi shakhs ko bhula dena itna aasan nahi hota,

Dil ko samjhaney mein kuch dair to lagti hai,

Bhari mehfil mein jab koi achanak yaad aajaye,

Phir aansoo chupaney mein kuch dair to lagti hai,

Jo shakhs jaan se bhi pyara ho wo achanak door hojaye,

Dil ko yakeen dilaney mein kuch dair to lagti hai.
Kas Khusiyno Ki Ek Dukan Hoti

Aur Usme Hamari Pahchan Hoti

Lelete Apke Liye Sari Khusiyna

Chahe Unki Kimat Hamari Jan Hoti !!
If You Cant Get

Someone Off

Your Mind They

Are Probably

Supposed To Be There..
Ye tu Dil tha Dewana k Tum per aa gaya
Warna Hum Keemti pathron ko be uthaya nhi krty
Ye mana k Tum Haseen hoo magr ye be sun loo
Hum Haseen logon se dil lagaya nhi krty
Jis se Krty hain pyar bus ek hi baar krty hain
Baar baar hum b kisi ko sataya nhi krty
Life holds no promises to what will come our way. It makes no guarantee as to what we will have.

It just gives us time to make choices and take chances.
To love is to enjoy seeing, touching, and sensing with all the senses, as closely as possible, a lovable object which loves in return.
Raat ko pocha mujse chand sitaro ne
tumko bhula diya tere jigri yaro ne.

Maine kaha k bhule nhi hai faryad to karte honge,
mera sms padh k yaad to karte honge.

Written by Piprani
ishq k bhi kuch adab hua kartay hain
khusk ankho mai bhi sailab hua kartay hain
har ek ro k dikhay zaruri to nahi
khushk ankho mai bhi sailab hua kartay hain