Ankhoon may kayi

Ankhoon may kayi
Ankhoon may kayi sapnay saja kar roye bohot hai hum.
dil ko nayi dunya dikha kar kar roye bohot hai hum.

woh badal gaya to pher li hum nay bhi nazar apni.
par us kay khatoon ko jala kar kar roye bohot hai hum.

laut aye to ahin us ki mehfil say bacha kar ana apni.
par us ki bazm say a kar kar roye bohot hai hum.

jisay kia tha roshan tamanhaon say hum nay apni.
us shamy wafa ka bhuja kar kar roye bohot hai hum.

jin kay saye mai ki thin hum nay kayin batain.
un baghoon mai tanha ja kar kar roye bohot hai hum.

kis qadar khoshi say kia hum dum ko rukhsat hum nay.
magar sab say nazar bacha kay kar roye bohot hai hum.
  

Jun, 11 2010     639 chars (4 sms)     3320 views       Miss You

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If you U Look into My Eyes You''d See Much Warmth n Love Shining in them 4 U.
You''re Absolutely Wonderful n Truly Lovely.
I Miss U.
Naa any dun gaa kabi ikhtalaf kaa pehloo!!!
Jo tuu kahay to main din koo ratt likh do !!!
yeh na thi humari kismat k wisaal-e-yaar hota …

ager or jeete rehte tu yehi intazar hota
kahoon kiss se main k kia hai …
shab-e-ghum bori bala hai
mujhe kia bora tha marna ..
ager aek baar hota

yeh na thi humari kismat k wisaal-e-yaa hota ..

koei mere dil se poche
tere teer neem kash ko
yeh khalish kahan se hoti ..
ju jiger k paar hota
tere wade per jiye hum..
tu yeh jaan jhot jana ..
k khoshi se mar na jate ager etbaar hota ..

yeh na thi humri kissmat k wisaal-e- yaar hota

yeh kahan ki dosti hai ..
k bane hain dost saqi ..
koi chehra saaz hota ..

tu yeh na ghumm saath hota
S_nrise
B_terfly
pict_re
L_nch
b_s stnd
fig_re
m_sic
all r very boring witho_t yo_. I think i miss u.....
Aaj uski yaad nay hamein tarpaya bohat
Aaj na chahte huway bhi woH yaad aya bohat
Us k bad tu jaisay vehshaton say dosti ho gae
Phir kyou aj tanhanion nay daraya bohat
Wo mera tha mera hai mera rahay ga
Hum naY iss khayal se khud ko behlaya bohat
Hum nay jis kisi ko bhi hamdard samjha apna
Wo hamary dukh pay na jaane kyou muskuraya bohat
Dil ko aata hai jab bhi khayaal unka,

Tasveer se poochte hain phir haal unka.

Vo kabhi hamse poocha karte the judaai kya hai,

Aaj samajh aaya hai sawaal unka.
Missing Someone Gets Easier Everyday
Coz
Even Though U r One Day Further

4om The Last Tym U Saw Them

U r One Day Closer To The Next Tym U Will See
In the morning when I wake up
And I open up my eyes,
I feel an aching in my heart
That''s when I realize.
How much I really miss you
And long to have you near.
My heart is filled with sadness,
And my eyes are filled with tears.
At different times throughout the day,
I find I''m missing you.
And I wonder if, perhaps a bit,
Maybe you miss me too.
I miss you in the shower,
When I''m in there all alone.
And when I want to hear your voice,
And call you on the phone.
When I check my e-mail
And find there''s nothing there.
I can''t help it that I worry,
And I put you in my prayers.
I think by now it''s safe to say,
That I miss you very much,
And my heart will never be the same
Since it suffered Cupids touch
"EK PORANI HAWELI KE BAND KAMREY MAI DHOOL SEY BHARI TASVEER KE PEECHEY LAGE JALAY MAI PHANSI MAKRI KI DOUM PAR BEHTE MACHAR KI QASAM''I MISS U''."
UNHE KISSA-E-GAM SUNATE SUNATE
KATI RAATEIN AANSU BAHATE BAHATE

KAHI BUJH NA JAYE CHIRAAG-E-TAMANNA
CHIRAAG-E-MOHABBAT JALAATE JALAATE

KISSI KO KHABAR HI NAHI LUT GAYAA HU
MOHABBAT KI DUNIYA BASATE BASAATE

KEHDE KOI UNSE.....
WO KHUD BAAZ AAYE APNE SITAM SE
HUM THAK GAYE HAIN MANATE MANATE.
"i REALLY MISS U"
"'For my friend'"
"To whom"
'I miss a lot '

I sit here alone ....
Feeling so empty & loney.
I think of you of every minute of the day .....&
Wondering, how are you ?
What are you doing.....?

Wishing .......!
I could hold you.
I could talk you.
I sit remembering all we shared .
Dreaming of all that will be.


And crying a tear for every minute .

We are a part.
At time........I tell myself !
I am strong & time apart
Will go quickly.
I sit & cry & wonder......!
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" why love hurt this way "

" why love hurt this way "
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So U Miss Me

Ok

You Can Stop

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Well,

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I miss you too.