I love your mouth for words come out that teach and soothe.
I love your hands for they heal with their touch.
I love your feet for they bring you to me with your gifts...
Saahil Ki Ret Par Ek Baar Tera Naam Likha Tha Maine
Tanhai Ke Un Palon Mein Tujhe Hi Yaad Kiya Tha Maine
Saagar Ki Maujon Ne Tera Naam To Mita Diya Par
Na Mit Saka Woh Naam Jo Dil Pe Likha Tha Maine
nafratain lak mili koi muhabbat na mili
zindagi beet gai par rahat na mili
teri mehfil may har shaks ko hansta deka
ik may tha jisay hansnay ki ijazat na mili
Teri baaten hi sunane aaye
Dost bhi dil hi dukhane aaye
Phool khilte hai to hum sochte hai
Tere aane ke zamane aaye
Ab to rone se bhi dil dukhta hai
Shayad ab hosh thikane aaye
"To be in love is merely to be In a state of perpetual anesthesia: To mistake an ordinary young man for a Greek god Or an ordinary young woman for a goddess."