My Love For You

My Love For You
My Love For You Is Like

The Air I Breathe,

I Can''t See It

But I Always Feel It

And

Most Importantly

I Can''t Live Without It ... (:
  

Jun, 12 2010     151 chars (1 sms)     3098 views       Love

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It Has Been Raining Since The Day She Left Me

Every Drop Reminded Me Of Things That Happened Btw Her N Me

As I Stand Alone I Want To Know Why

My Body Is Drenched But My Heart Is Still Dry ?????
Rut Haseen Ayi Kesi

Aayaa Jub Wo Pardesi

Muskura Diya Jeevan

Phool Khil Rahay Aangan

Saanvli Si Larki Nay

Piyaar Paa Liya Aapnaa

Jo Sajaya Thaa Uss Nay

Such Hoova Wohi Sapna

Khud Pay Naaz Karti Thii

Sanvlii Si Aik Larki
Rangat teri zulfo ki ghatao ne churai
Khusboo tere anchal se hawao ne udai
Paimane ka dil na tut jaye to kahu main
Hai cheez gazab ki jo nigaho ne pilai
Dont shut luv out ov ur lyf by saying it is impossible 2 find...
The quickest way 2 gt lov iz 2 give luv....
The fastest way to loose is to hold it tooo tightly....
Someone Asked Shakespeare:
“U Married A Girl Elder Than U, Why?”

He Showed Him A Calendar N Said
“A Week Has 7 Days;
...Can U Say Which Day Is Younger,
Either Sunday Or Saturday ??

So, Love Comes From Heart Not In Age”
Love Has No Age.

-MORAL:
Senior Girls R Also Available For Boys:P
Uski Batein To Phool Hon Jaise
Baki Batein Babool Hon Jaise

Choti Choti Si Uski Do Ankhen
Do Chameli Ke Phool Hon Jese

Uska Hass Kar Nazar Jhuka Lena
Sari Shartein Kabool Hon Jaise

Kitni Dilkash Hai Uski Khamoshi
Sari Batein Fezool Hon Jaise

Uski Batein To Phool Hon Jaise
Baki Batein Babool Hon Jaise.
Jane kaha tha or kaha aa gaya!
duniya me bankar mehman aa gaye!
Abhi to zindagi ki kitab puri padhi bhi nahi aur jane kitne imtihan aa gaye...
Us k saath rehte rehte chahat si ho gai
Us se baat karte karte humain aadat si ho gai,
Aik pal na mile to becheni si lagti hai,
Dosti nibhate nibhate usay MOHABBAT si ho gai . . .
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don''t know how to replenish it''s source.

It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds;

it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
har koi pyar karta hai.

Koi bananein waley sey,
to koi bannein waley sey,

yeh farq apni jaqah hai laikin phir b log kissi ko unta naheen chah patey jitna k wo jo 70 maoon sey b ziada pyar kata hai,
Pyar me mila har gum uphar hota hai,

pyar wo hota hai jisme intjar hota hai.

Sadiyon tak intjar karte hai wo

jinhe apne pyar pe aitbar hota hai.
U''ve Won My Luv Now I Luv U

This Heart Of Mine I Give U

Soo Keep It Safe As I Have Done

For U have Two & i have None . . .