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.
Seh liya har dard humne haste haste''
ujd gaya ghar mera yaaro baste baste''
ab wafa kare to kis se kare yaaro''
wafa karne gaye to bewafa hi mile raste raste..
Jara toh aankh khule..Hum hosh me toh aaye.
Hum apne aap me toh aaye.
Hazaar sajde kiye raat-raat bhar hum,
Jo dil saaf na ho..
Kya jamee pe noor aaye..!!
Teri baaten hi sunane aaye
Dost bhi dil hi dukhane aaye
Phool khilte hai to hum sochte hai
Tere aane ke zamane aaye
Ab to rone se bhi dil dukhta hai
Shayad ab hosh thikane aaye
khud ko mujh se juda kia us ne, jo na krna tha wo kia us ne, yad krne se b na yad aon, esa muj ko bhula dia us ne, tum to bas waqt ki zarurat ho, muj ko akhir bata dia us ne, apne hathon se khud he likh mujhe, jane kyun phir mitadya us ne.
