Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself.
It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen
with white hairs and is always young in the heart....
Thinking of You - Death is only a phase everyone goes through but the love remain strong in the hearts of those who remain. See how even death cannot tear a husband love apart from his wife.
TujhE Chahte Hy Be-Inteha Pr Chahna Nhi Ata Ye Kesi Muhabat Hy K mjhe Kehna Nhi Ata Zindgi Me Aa Jao mri Zindgi Bn Kr K Tere Bn mujhe Zinda Rehna Nhi Ata.
Jab Koi Kalaam Kisi K Dil Mein utar Jaata Hai
Sach Kehta Hoon Likhne Wale Ka josh Nikhar Jaata Hai
Lagta Hai Kuchh To Hai Maayne Dil K Ehsaason K
Har Alfaaz Kagaz Par Khud Sawar Jaata Hai
