A True Love Happens

A True Love Happens
A True Love Happens Only Once In D Life Time,

If It Fails,

Then Remaining Is Just A Compromise With Other 1 & With Our Life.

Sad Bt True!
  

Jun, 12 2010     146 chars (1 sms)     3179 views       Love

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The rock is so high
The sea is so deep
I love u so much
That i cannot sleep
U may meEt ppL beTta deN me,
fuNnieR deN mE,
moRe loVely deN me,
buT thiNg i caN saY to U,
i wiLL alwAys be heRe wheN deY aLL leAve u..
I hide my tears when I say ur name, But the pain in my heart is still the same, Although I smile & seem carefree, There is no one who misses u more than me..
Kisi ki chahat ko saza mat dena,

Kisi ki mohabat ko dagha mat dena,

Jisey tum bin jeeney ki aadat na ho,

Usey kabhi lambi umar ki dua mat dena.
Love Is Not Love Untill You Give It Away

So Give It Wings & Let It Go

If It’s Meant To be, It’ll Fly Right Back To You . . .
Basti mein hai wo sannata k jangal maat lagy..
Shaam dhaly bhi ghar pohanchon to aadhi raat lagy..
Khat mein dil ki batein likhna achi baat nahi,
Ghar mein itnay log hein jaany kis k haath lagy…
Un sy bichray dil ko ujray barson beet gaye,
Aankhon ka ye hal abhi tak kal ki baat lagy…
Mutthi band kiye baitha hon k koi daikh naa ly,
K chaand pakarny ghar sy nikla “jugnoo” haath lagy
Sometimes You Don''t Realize How Much

You Care

For Someone,

Until They Stop Caring For You . . .
In Arithmetic of Love One Plus One Is Equal To EveryThing
And
Two Minus One Is Equal To NoThing....
Koi tumse puche kon hoon main
Tum keh dena koi khaas nahi
Ek dost hai kacha paka sa
Ek jhoot hai aadha sacha sa
Ek khuwab adhoora poora sa
...Ek phooL hai rookha sookha sa
Ek sapna hai bin socha sa
Ek apna hai an dekha sa
Ek rishta hai an jana sa
Haqiqat men afsana sa
Kuch pagaL sa deewana sa
Bas ek bahana achha sa
Jeevan ka aisa sathi hai
Jo door ho k bhi paas nhi
Koi Tumse puche kon hoon main?
Tum keh dena koi khaas Nahi.
If I were to descirbe true love then i would descirbe it as what a snow man did to a snow women,
hegave her warm hug & they both melted in each others arms...!
My Love that shall not die,
till the sun grows cold,
and the stars grow old.

ILU :)
All love at first, like generous wine,
Ferments and frets until ‘tis fine;
But when ‘tis settled on the lee,
And from th’ impurer matter free,
Become the richer still the older,
And proves the pleasanter the colder.