When My Father

When My Father
When My Father Hates Me
I Never Think To Die
When My Frnds Hate Me Inever Think To Die
But...
When My Lover Said That Now She Hate Me
I Thought To Die.Why
How Does A Stranger Becomes That Much Close To My Heart
  

Jun, 12 2010     216 chars (2 sms)     3173 views       Love

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love is like tug-of-war
it hurts so bad to hang on
but for some reason you just cant let go.
'''' Why Do I Love You ???

Because

You Are
And
Always Have Been
My DREAM ... '''' (:
TaLk 2 me wHen i''m boReD,
kiSS me wHen i''m saD,
hug me wHen i cRy,
caRe 4 me wHen i diE,
loVe me When i''m sTill Alive...
mhjy yaqeen to nai mgr yai sch hai
mian tery wasty umry guzar skti hn
ik yai nai k tjy jeetny ke khawish hai
main tery wasty khud ko b haar skti hn
gaalo pe aansuo ki lakir ban gayi,socha na tha aisi takdir ban gayi humne to firayi thi ret pe ungali dekha to teri tasveer ban gayi.
Mayu
If I am pressed to say why I loved her,
I feel it can only be explained by replying:
"Because it was she; because it was me.
LovE

cannot be expressed in words.


It is bigger than the universe,

Deeper than the ocean,

innocent than a newborn baby and more dangerous than war!!
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. . .
Shaam chirago se saja rakkhi hain.. Shart logo se laga rakkhi hain, shayad aa jaye koi humse bhi zyada pyasa, yahi sochkar thodi si bacha rakkhi hain.......
Hijir ka taara doob chala hai dhalny lagi hy rat wasi
Qatra qatra baras rahi hai ankhon se barsat wasi
tery bad ye dunya wale mujh ko pagal kar dein gy
khushbu k dais mein mujh ko le chal apne sath wasi
yunhi chup ki mohr laga kr kb tk gumsum betho gy
khamoshi se dum ghut-ta hy chero koi baat wasi
Hamare bin adhure tum rahoge,

Kabhi chaaha tha kisi ne,tum ye khud kahoge.

Na honge hum to ye aalam na hoga,

Milenge bahut se lekin koi hum sa pagal na hoga
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.