When You Have

When You Have
When You Have

Nothing Left But Love,

Then For The First Time

You Become Aware

That Love Is Enough.
  

Jun, 12 2010     111 chars (1 sms)     2749 views       Love

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Is Dil me aa saka na koi Is dil ko chura na saka koi Kasoor is main kisi ka nahi Aap jesi jagha is Dil main bana saka na koi
Tinka Tinka tufan me bikharte chale gaye,Tanhai ki gehraiyon me utarte chale gaye.Udate the jin dosto k sahare aasman me hum, 1-1 karke sab bichadte chale gaye...!!! IFFI :)
Unke Ikrar Ka Intezar Hai Mujhe,
Jane Q Unse Pyaar Hai Mujhe,
Ae Khuda Kab Ayega Wo Hassen PaL,
Jab Wo Kahenge Aapse Pyaar Hai
Mujhe...
Raaz-e-dil na sunana kisi ko FARAZ
Dunya mai sub Hamraaz badal jate hain
Kisi k Bicharnay se Koi mar to nahi jata
Haan magar Jeeney k Andaaz badal jate hain
Love the people who luv you

coz

They like something in you, develop it
Luv the people who hate you because they hate something in you,
change it... |''!''|
Love And Death Are 2 Un-Invited Guests
When Will They Come
Nobody Knows
But Both Have Similar Effects
One Takes The Heart
&
Other Takes Its Beats
Distances
Between
Two
Hearts
Is
Not
An
Obstacle . . .
Rather
A
Great
Reminder Of
Just
How Strong
True
Love
Can be . . . :)
Let the world stop turning,
Let the sun stop burning,
Let them tell me love’s not worth going through.
If it all falls apart,
I will know deep in my heart,
The only dream that mattered had come true
…In this life I was loved by you.
My heart, it speaks a thousand words
I feel eternal bliss
The roses pout their scarlet mouths
Like offering a kiss
No drop of rain, no glowing flame
Has ever been so pure
If being in love can feel like this
Then I''m in love for sure
IT MUST HAVE BEEN A RAINY DAY WHEN U WERE BORN,
BUT IT WASN"T REALLY RAIN,
THE SKY WAS CRYING BCOZ IT LOST ITS NICE,
GENTLE AND GENIROUS ANGLE.....GOD BLESS U
Kanch ko chahat thi pathar paane ki,
ek pal me fir toot kar bikher jaane ki.
Chahat bas itni thi us diwane ki,
Apne hazaar tukdo me uski hazaar Tasveer sajane ki.
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.