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)     2377 views       Love

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I think about you always,
and the way you make me smile.
like when i look into your eyes, it gives me butterflies.
When you hold me in your arms n
when my lips connect with yours,
its a feelin that i cant explain
because i never felt like that before.
Khuda kisi ki muhabbat pe fida na kare,
Agar kare to zindagi bhar judaa na kare...
Bari mushkil me hon
mein kaise izhaar karon
tu to khushbu hai
tujhe kaise giraftar karon....
dard kitne hain bata nahi sakta
zakhm kitne hain dikha nhai sakta
ankhon se samjh sako to samjh lo
ansoon gire hain kitne gina nahi sakta
Those We Love Never Go Away

They Walk Beside Us Everyday

Unseen

Un Hear

Still Near

Still Loved

Still Missed

&

Still Very Dear ... (=
Raat bhar sisakty rehna bs ek shakhs
ki khaatir,
Isy agar ishq kehty hain to wAllah
meri Toba ... !!
Kya kahu tumhe?
Khwab kahu to bikhar jaoge!
dil kahu to tut jaoge!
lo, tumhara naam zindigi rakh deti hu...
to maut se pehle hamara saath na chor paoge...!
Expect the people you love to be better.
It helps them to become better.
But don’t get upset when they fail.
It helps them keep trying.!
People Say That We Dont Understand The Value

Of Our Close Ones Until We Lose Them!

Its Wrong, We Know Their Value But

We Never Think That We Can Lose Them!
I have decided to stick with love.
Hate is too great a burden to bear.
When You Love Someone

You Pick up The Little Things

And

Magically Turn Them Into

Something Special ... (:
Rutha jo pyar hum se Dubara nhi mila,
Kya bewafa tha shakhs Dubara nhi mila,

Ik bar aa gya tha sailab aankh mein,
Darya ko us k bad kinara nhi mila,

Mujh ko bhi raas ata nhi Dusra koi,
Usko bhi mere jesa sahara nhi mila,

Barson se phir rha tha jis ki talaash mein,
Wo mil gya to us se sitara nhi mila….
I love your mouth for words come out that teach and soothe.
I love your hands for they heal with their touch.
I love your feet for they bring you to me with your gifts...