If You Are Ever

If You Are Ever
If You Are Ever Going To Love Me,
Love Me Now, While I Can Know
The Sweet And Tender Feelings
That From True Affection Flow
  

Jun, 12 2010     127 chars (1 sms)     2526 views       Love

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world bcomes invisible to me as eyes are filled with u,
nothing goes into mind as mind n heart are occupied by u
Ae waqt zara to tham ja, Mujhe yaad “KISI” ko kerne dy,
Mujhe “peyar” hai ik “SUNG DIL” say, Jo koi “BAAT” mujhay na karne dy,
Na apny “PAS” wo aany dy, Na khud se “DOOR” wo jany dy,
Na “DIL” ko apny pas rakhy, Na aur kisi ka “HONY” dy,
Her waqt mujhe “WO” yaad aay, Phir “DIL” se ik aawaz aay,
Ye kaisi “CHAHAT” hai us ki, Jo “JEENY” de na “MARNY” day
There’s a warmth in my heart It haunts me when you’re gone
Mend me to your side and never let go
Say Time knows nothing,
we’ll never grow cold
The more I live The more I know
Whats simple is true I love you
Loving you could take my life, but when I look into your eyes, I know you''re worth that sacrafice!
A Girls Eye Is Faster den Google,
in Serchin A Handsome Boy In A Crowd..

But A Boys Heart Is Slower den Turtle in Forgetting a Girl Whom he Loved..
If love can be avoided by simply closing our eyes,

then I wouldn''t blink at all for I don''t want
to let a second pass having fallen out of love
with you.
831 Means

"I Love You"



8 Letters

3 Words

1 Meaning ... :)
Wo muskura rahe hai hume tanha chod kar,

Kiye huye saare waado ko tod kar.

Unke siva kahi dil lagta bhi nahi,

Ab kya karenge hum apne toote huye dil ko jod kar
Once U Have Been Loved, U Will Always Love.

For Whats in Ur Mind May Escape, But Whats In Ur Heart Will Remain Forever.

THERE IS NO INSTINCT LIKE THAT OF THE HEART.
"Happiness is
Like a Butterfly"

You run
after it,
It keeps
flying away.
But if you
''stand still'',
It comes and
''Sits On You''

"Wish you lots
of Butterflies !
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.
ek teri khushi me apni jan war don
jeti hoi bazi ek pal me har don
teri ankhon me anso hum se dekhy nahe jaty
jo dy tujhy gham uski dunia ujar don