Love is last stage

Love is last stage
Love is last stage of friendship,

its watered wid understanding,

which is d 1st stage of success!
  

Jun, 12 2010     104 chars (1 sms)     2931 views       Love

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Kasoor to tha in nigahon ka ,
jo chupke se deedar kar baithi.
Humne to khamosh rehne ki thani thi,
par bewafa ye zuban izhar kar baithi....
Sometimes Love is for a Moment ;
Sometimes Love is for Lifetime;
But,
Sometimes a Moment with the One You Love,.........is Enough to spend Your
I think about you always,
and the way you make me smile.
like when i look into your eyes, it gives me butterflies.
When you hold me in your arms n
when my lips connect with yours,
its a feelin that i cant explain
because i never felt like that before.
Love is strong yet delicate.
It can be broken.
To truly love is to understand this.
To be in love is to respect this.
Never underestimate the amazing power of love to change hearts and mindsets. Love can even give fresh inspiration to tackle what seems to be impossible.
Yahan Lehroon Nay Saahil Say Judda Hona Hi Tha
Jis Tarhan Hum Nay Chaha Us Tarhan Hona Hi Tha
Raiza Raiza Ho Kar Beekhra Fizzaon Main Baddan
Chaandni Ki Chaah Main Yeh Haadsa Hona Hi Tha

Hadoon Say Ghuzar Kar Hum Nay Pooja Tha Jinhain
Un Haseen Logon Nay Aakhir Dewata Hona Hi Tha
Ummar Bhar Dil Shaad Rehta Tark-E-Ulfat Pay Mera
Ek Baar Tu Woh Poochta Agar Bewafa Hona Hi Tha
Hain Mundaamil Ab Chahatoon K Woh Zakham
Jal K Dil Ki Raakh Nay Aakhir Dawa Hona Hi Tha
Tere naam se apna naam jhoor loon aye sanam,
Teri sansoon se apni sanseen jhoor loon aye sanam,
Thaam loon hathoon mein hath yunhi umar bhar,
Zindagi ki sham ho jaye teri bahoon mein aye sanam...

MAHEK
(Girl) :Will U Love Me For The Rest Of My Life?


(Boy) : No


I Will Love U For The Rest Of Mine . . .!!!
Roses are waiting for hours,
need one touch of yours.
my life is like a rose,
need one love dose.
flowers grows with love & sunshine,
& i''ll live till you remain mine.
Hum bhi mohabbat karke gunehgar ho gaye
pehle phool the abk khak ho gaye,

jab se dekha hai tumhare hasin chehre ko,
hum bhi tumhari chahat k talabgar ho gaye.
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.
Mousam b hai suhana,
Barish b ho rahi hai,

Bas ik kami hia jana,
Teri yad aa rahi hai,
Teri yad aa rahi hia...!!