True Love Is The Gift To Treasure Forever
Given By God Widout Pric Tag Or Measure
True Love Is The Gift We All Possess
It’s The Key To The Heart And The
Soul’s Hapiness
If some one did ask me what life meant to me?
Then I would sit next to U,
Pull you close two me,
Put my arms around U and say proudly,
“This is my life”
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
Sitaron ke bagher asmaan mein rakha hai kia?
Bin teray jeenay mein rakha hai kia?
Lagta hai sub kuch adhoora adhoora sa
Khushi ke baghair hansnay mein rakha hai kia?
