All the love tha

All the love tha
All the love that history knows,

is said to be in every rose.

Yet all that could be found in two,

is less than what I feel for you
  

Jun, 12 2010     139 chars (1 sms)     2316 views       Love

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Hey Krishna tu is kalyug mein aa kar to dikha…

Tune 18 saal ki umar me mama kans ko mara,
BIN LADEN ko hath laga kar to dikha…

Tune Arjun ko to Saari Geeta sunayee,
Mere Project Manager se ek baar baat kar ke to dikha..

Tune to Arjun ka Sarathi banke Pandavon ko jitaaya
Indian Cricket team ka Coach ban ke WorldCup jitaake to dikha…

Tune bhari mehfil mein draupadi ko saree pehnai,
Mallika sherawat ko ek jodi kapde pehna ke to dikha…

Tune gokul ki 1600 gopiyan patai,
Meri company ki sirf ek ladki ko pata kar to dikha…

Hey Krishna tu is kalyug mein aa kar to dikha…
Tere IsHQ ne Bakhshi Hai Ye Soghat Musalsal,

Tera zikar Hamesha Teri Baat Musalsal,

Ek Muddat Hoi Tere Baam O dar se Nikle,

Rehti Hai phir B Tujh se Mulaqat Musalsal,

DiL Lagi, DiL ki Lagi Ban jati Hai,

jab Tasawwur Main Guzarti Hai Raat Musalsal,

jab saY dekha zulf e preshan ka Aalam,

UljhaY Howe Rehte Hain Mere Din Raat Musalsal,

Main Muhabbat Main Us Mqaam pe pohncha Hon jahan,

Meri zaat Main Rehti Hai teri zaat Musalsal...
Log Kahtey Hain Kyu Mohabbat Ka Ezhaar Nahi Karte
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Hum Kahtey Hain Jo Lafzon Main Beyan Ho Hum Wo Muhabbat Nahi Karety
Apni Najron se unki Najren milni chahiye....
unke pyare se chehre pe ek khoobsurat si muskan hona chahiye....
log kehte hain, mujhe usi ke liye jeena chahiye...
usi ke Liye Marna Chahiye.....
ab toh mujhe bhi lagta hai yaaron is dil ke liye ek dilbar hona chahiye.....
tumhe har safar ka kinara milega,
chamakta hua har sitara milega,
aayegi chehre par pyari si muskan,
sms tumhe jab hamara milega
Tufano me jindagi ko panah kaha milti hai,
Anjani rahon me rahe kaha milti hai.
Arey, TAJMAHAL banane ka hosla to ham bhi rakhte hai,
Magar wafadar MUMTAJ kaha milti hai
Love is a symbol of eternity. . . .
It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning
And
All fear of an end. . .
Bheed mein reh k bhi khud ko to main tanha paoon
Kon hai mera siwa tere main kahan jaoon ?
apne hathon se nasheman ko jla loon kaise
main tujhe is dil se is dil se nikaloon kaise?
ashk palkon mein chupa loon kaise?
I hate the way you make me feel,
I hate the way you make me smile,
I hate the way you dont love me,
But yet you make my life worth while
Kisi roz tum ko bhe meri bohot yaad aai gee

Kisi roz tum ko bhe meri bohot yaad aai gee,
mager us din bohot daer ho jai gee ,


kisi roz tum ko bhe meri bohot yaad aai gee….
All the love that history knows,

is said to be in every rose.

Yet all that could be found in two,

is less than what I feel for you
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.