LovE cannot be expressed

LovE cannot be expressed
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!!
  

Jun, 12 2010     162 chars (2 sms)     3810 views       Love

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Muhubbuton Main Her Ik Lamha Wisaal Hoga Ya Teh Huva Tha
Bicher Ke Bhi IK Dosray Ka Khiaal Hoga Ya Teh Huva Tha

Wohi Huva Na Badaltay Mausam Main Tum Ne Hum Ko Bhula Dia
Koe Bhi Rut Ho Na Chahtoon Ko Zawaal Hoga Ya Teh Huva Tha

Ya Kia Ke Sansain Ukher Rhayeen Hain Safer Ke Aghaz Hi Main Yaro
Koe Bhi Thuk Ke Na Rastay Main Nidhaal Hoga Ya Teh Huva Tha

Chalo Ke Fizaan Kashtieun Ko Jlaa Dain Gumnam Saheloon Per
Ke Ab Yahan Se Na Wapsi Ka Swaal Hoga Ye Teh Huva Tha
hum ne tum se pyar kia tum ne ksi or se pyar kia
khuda kre jis se tum pyar kro woh ksi or se pyar kre
Rose Is Famous For Grace.
Advocate Is Famous For His Case.
Horses r Famous For Race.
But u Are Famous For Smile On Your
Face.
So keep smiling sweetheart........
aksar pyar karne wale,
apne pyar ki tarif karte rehte hai,
taaki wo unse juda na ho jaye,
hum isliye rehte hai khamosh,
taaki un par koi aur fida na ho jaye
I MISS YOU in every beats of heart,
In every blink of my eyes,
In every second of Time and...
In every moment of the Day !
Two things never defined in whole life,

1 is LOVE

bcoz u never know who LOVES u how much.

2nd Friend
bcoz u never know how deeply they care About U.
Ek pal ki ye baat nahi,
do pal ka ye sath nahi,
waise to zindgi ek safar si ban gai hai mere liye,
par wo safar hi kya jisme apka sath nahi.
The Person Who Loves You Alot Will Always
Do Two Things Extremely For You:

1. CARING
n
2. HURTING
When you smiled you had my undivided attention. When you laughed you had my urge to laugh with you. When you cried you had my urge to hold you. When you said you loved me, you had my heart forever...
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.
Love Is As Much Of An Object As An Obsession
Everybody Wants It, Seeks It
But Few Ever Achieve It
Those Who Do Will Cherish It, Be Lost In It
And
Among All,
Never.... Never Forget It. . .
If You Cant Get

Someone Off

Your Mind They

Are Probably

Supposed To Be There..