I Know Somebody

I Know Somebody
"I Know Somebody,

They Cry For You. They Lie Awake

At Night And Dream Of You.

I Bet You Never Even Know They Do,

But Somebody''s Crying."
  

Jun, 12 2010     150 chars (1 sms)     1875 views       

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If false love is a sin,
why did you make drunkard eyes drunk?

The moth would not burn if there is no candle.
The nightingale would not go mad if there is no flower.

If Layla did not rupture faith,
why should Majnun wander around the mountain and the desert?

I’m talking about your attributes and your essence.
I’m afraid, I cannot return from my inner heart.

From love’s fire, why did you put
troubled words on Mazun’s tongue?
Teri Tasweer sE kArta thaa Batain,



Mere
Y
GhAr

mAin

AA...INA

nhi thA.
// B e A u T i F u L
t H o U g H t //



"GOD Saw A Tear

And

Kissed IT Away

With The Smile Of

F.R.I.E.N.D .." :)
Aksar uddas rehta hoon
Shehr-e-tanhaee say
Koi qaafila
Teri simt jata nahi
Kon hay jo teri khabar day
Mujhay !
Anjaan rahon pay
Gaye waqt ki dhool kay siwa
Kuch nahi..........
shayad iss lye mai aksar udaas rehta hon
naam to likh doon us ka har jaga magar ye khayal aata hai,

masoom hai mera sanam kaheen badnaam na ho jaye...
When i dont get ur sms

A little pain in my heart

A small tear in my eye

And

Sadness falls on my face

What is this?


Its nothing


"Just Missing U"
Keep the smile, leave the tear,
Think of joy, forget the fear...
Hold the laugh, leave the pain, Be joyous ,
Coz its new year!HAPPY NEW YEAR
Tumse kitna pyar hai dil mein utar kar dekh lo
Tumse kitna pyar hai dil mein utar kar dekh lo
Phir bhi na dikhe agar toh chashma badal kar dekh lo
1 Ameer ne Ghareeb Admi se poocha:

"Yeh batao k SEX mehnat hai ya maza?"

Ghareeb bola:

"Maza hi hoga Sahib"

"Warna Aap Log ye B hum se hi krwatay.
Wishing you happy new year,May u always keep in ur heart
the special beauty and chear of new year.
I m feeling so happy, do u know why? cuz i m so lucky, do u know how? cuz God loves me.Do u know how? cuz he gave me a gift. Do u know what? its YOU my love.
Still, Majnun desires to become insane.
Still, Layla’s camel flees the caravan.

Still, the noise of Farhad’s pickaxe can be heard.
Still, Shirin’s tale is sweet to tell.

Who is calling and who is telling in the music of the saz?
Everything becomes musical. Who spends life from moment to moment?

Mazun says: “Who is here? Who is on there?”
He is here; he is there. Where is he?