I am standing alon

I am standing alon
I am standing alone in the crowd,
Surrounded by people & music so loud.
My loneliness vanishes in a while,
As I think of U & Ur lovely smile.
  

Jun, 12 2010     145 chars (1 sms)     3331 views       Love

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Rangat teri zulfo ki ghatao ne churai
Khusboo tere anchal se hawao ne udai
Paimane ka dil na tut jaye to kahu main
Hai cheez gazab ki jo nigaho ne pilai
In the state of love,

we can soar to that higher state where everything stays clear
and still like the stars above the sky."
It Is Easy To Say How We Love New Friends,

And What We Think Of Them, But Words Can

Never Trace Out All The Fibers That Knit Us To The Old.
Love is born with the pleasure of looking at each other,
It is fed with the necessity of seeing each other,
And is concluded with the impossibility of separation.
I took All The Pain Killers
Coz I Wanted To Wash Away My Pain
But One Thought Of U
And It Hurts All Over Again. . .
:(
Rishte kanch ki tarah hote hai,

toote jaye to chubhte hai.

Inhe sambhalkar hateli par sajana

kyoki inhe tootne me ek pal

aur banane me barso lag jate hai
khayal ko kisi aahat ki aas rehti hai
nigah ko kisi surat ki pyas rehti hai
tere bina kisi chez ki kami to nahi
magar tere bina zindagi udas rehti hai
People die younger because God love them more.

You r still alive that means there is someone on the earth who loves u much more than God
Love In Its Truest Form

Has No Language Or Words ,

It Just Has A Thousand And One Actions

We All Wish We Could Describe ....
When U Need SomeOne To b Beside U And NoOne Is Arround Just Gaze Up In The Sky
U Mite Not SEE Me But Be Sure That We Are Under The Same Sky . . .
We Are All A Little Weird & Life''s A Little Weird
Annd When We Find Someone Whose Weirdness Is Compatible With Ours
We Join Up Them And Fall In Mutual Weirdness And Call It ''''LOVE''''
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.