My eyes are hurting

My eyes are hurting
My eyes are hurting coz I can’t see u,
my arms r empty coz I can’t hold u,
my lips are cold coz I can’t kiss u
& my heart is breaking coz I’m not with u.
  

Jun, 11 2010     157 chars (1 sms)     2241 views       

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Na Shab-O-Roz Achay Hain Na Hal Accha Hai,
Kisi Jogi Ne Kaha Tha Ke Ye Saal Accha Hai,
Me Ne Pocha Ye Intazar Or Kab Tak,
Wo Muskura Ke Bola Ke Sawal Accha Hai.
There''s Mothers Day And Fathers Day.
There Are Anniversaries And Birthdays.
But There Are No Special Days To Thank Someone Or To Apologize To Anyone.
They Can Be Done Anytime, Anyday.
Today I Choose To Thank You For Everytime
You Made Me Smile, Laugh,
For Everytime You Helped,
Wiped A Tear. And I Apologize For Any Inconvenience I Caused,
For Every Time I Was Rude,
For Anything That Hurt You.
Thank You For Being A Great Part Of My Small Life:-)..
Sardar thrmos le k picnic pr gaya.

Sardar: Is m thandi chez thandi or garm chee garam rehti hy.
Dost:Tum is m kya laye ho.
Sardar:4 qulfi 2 cup chae;-)
Keep the smile, leave the tear,
Think of joy, forget the fear...
Hold the laugh, leave the pain, Be joyous ,
Coz its new year!HAPPY NEW YEAR
Wishing you happy new year,May u always keep in ur heart
the special beauty and chear of new year.
"ZINDAGI EK
RAAT HAI"

Jiss Main Na Jane Kitney Khaab Hain,

Jo Mill Jayen Woh Apne Hain,

Jo Toot Jaain Woh Sapne Hain..

....Good Night....
Love Don''t Ask
"Who R U?"



Love Only Says
"U R Mine"



Love Don''t Ask
"Where R U From"



Love Only Says
"U make My Heart To Beat"



Love Don''t Ask
"Why R U Faraway"



Love Only Says
"U R Always With Me"



Love Don''t ask
"Do U Love Me?"



Love Only Says
happiness is like a butterfly
the more u chase it , the more it eludes u...

but if u turn ur attention to other things,
it softly comes and sits on ur shoulder.
Kabhi Socha he nahi Apni Zaat k Mutaliq Faraz

kaaSh...
Soch Laity To Aaj hm Tanha nA hotAy
Still, Majnun desires to become insane.
Still, Layla’s camel flees the caravan.

Still, the noise of Farhad’s pickaxe can be heard.
Still, Shirin’s tale is sweet to tell.

Who is calling and who is telling in the music of the saz?
Everything becomes musical. Who spends life from moment to moment?

Mazun says: “Who is here? Who is on there?”
He is here; he is there. Where is he?
There Are Very Few Things Sadder In This Life
Than
Watching SomeOne Walk Away After They Have Luved U . . .
Watching The Distance Between Ur Boodies Expands Until There''s Nothing Left But Empty Space & Silence . . .
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