December Kay Mahinay

December Kay Mahinay
December Kay Mahinay Ka Woh Shaid Akhri Din Tha
Baras Guzray Kayen
Main Nay “Mohabat” Lafz Likha Tha
Kisi Kagaz Kay Tukray Per!
Achanak Yaad Aya Hay
Baras Guzray Kayen
Muj Ko Kisi Say Bat Kerni Thi
Usay Kehna Tha
Jaan-Nay Jaan! “Mujay Tum Say Mohabat Hay”
Magar Main Keh Nahi Paya
Woh Kagaz Ag Tak Lipta Para Hay Dhool Main Lakain
Kisi Ko Day Nahi Paya
Dobara Cha Ker Bhi Main Mohabat Ker Nahi Paya
  

Jun, 12 2010     411 chars (3 sms)     3788 views       Love

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Be Khaber Apne Dil Se Tu Bhi Nahi Main Bhi Nahi,
Ye Or Baat Hai Manta Dil Ki Tu Bhi Nahi Main Bhi Nahi,
Ab Dekhiye Kya Hota Hai Anjaam Dono Ka Dono Hain Sheesha Mizaaj,
Toot Ker Jurne Wala Tu Bhi Nahi Main Bhi Nahi. LOVE U JANU !!!
Koi kehta hai pyar ek tarah ka nasha hai,

koi kehta hai pyar ek tarah ki saza hai.

Par me kehta hu pyar karo agar sacche dil se

to pyar jine ki ek aur wajah hai.
Dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go;

be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.
Ishq kar deta hai bekrar, bhar deta hai pathar k dil mein pyaar, har 1
ko nahi milti zindagi ki ye bahar, kyunki ishq ka dusra naam hai
intezar.........
Love is the only thing u can''t control, once it is in your heart & soul.
I miss the voice that calls my name
I miss the hand that holds me securely
I miss the words that enlivens my day
I miss those eyes that see my soul

I miss the way you call my name
Along with the way you hold my hand
I miss you dearly how you love me
And how you tell me you do

I long to hear that voice again
I hope to feel your hand brush against mine
I hope to see those eys
And I hope to be loved by you as long as I have life
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet


~ William Shakespeare ~
What Is Love. . .
It''s A Blind Devotion, Unquestioned Self-Humiliatio,
Utter Submission, Trust And Beleif Against Yoursel
And
Against The Whole WorldGiving Up Your Whole Heart And Soul To The Smiter. . .
...Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or Bends with the remover to remove.
O, no! It is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken.
It is the star to every wandering bark,
whose worth''s unknown, although his height be taken.
-- William Shakespeare
Zaat ban k meri zaat me raha krta he
Ik shakhs he jo mjh me basa krta he

mery chehry me nazar aata he chehra us ka
uska tabbasum mery honton pe khila krta he

mere lafzon se ada hoti he baatain uski
mere lehje se gharoor us ka chalka krta he

meri neendon pe he barson se hakoomat uski
khwab ban k wo meri palko pe saja krta he

is had tk meri hasti main moujood he wo shakhs
mery har naksh me aks us ka mila krta he
Perfect Love Is Not Receiving
It''s Giving & Frgiving
Perfect Love Isn''t Red Roses On Valentine''s Day
It''s The Rest Of 364 Days Of Knowing U Love Someone
Perfect Love Is Nt Phone Calls & Stolen Kisses
It''s The Silent Smile In The Memory Of Ur Sweet Heart
Perfect Love Is Not A Grand wedding But Spending A Life Time Together
Perfect Love Is Not The First Kiss & Make-up
Its Loving The ONE Who Annoys The Hell Out You . . .
Memories
Memories play a very confusing ROLE.... They make you laugh wen u remember the time u cried2gether!! bt make u cry wen u remember d time u laughed 2gether