I took All The Pain

I took All The Pain
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. . .
  

Jun, 12 2010     120 chars (1 sms)     3709 views       Love

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Can I Say '''' I Love You '''' Today. . . ?
If Not, Can I Ask You Again Tomorrow. . . ?
And
The Day After Tomorrow. . .?
And
The Day After That. . . ?
Coz I''ll Be Loving You Every Single Day Of My Life.
Be Sabab Youn Hi Sar-E-Shaam Nikal Aaty Hain,

Ham Bulaien Tu Unhen Kaam Nikal Aaty Hain,

Koi Hamen Shouq Tu Nahi He Aawargi Ka,

Ham Tu Unki Galiyon Me Hamkalam Hone Aaty Hain,

Unki Jafaon K Zakham Kehte Rehte Hain Kuch Is Tarah,

K Raat Ka Andhera Charhte Hi Dard Tamam Nikal Aaty Hain,

Kia Bataon In Husn Walon Ki Tujhe !...Wasi...!

Ham Bulain Tu Parda, Warna Sar-E-aam Nikal Aaty Hain.

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tere pyar ki hifazat kuch is terhan se ki hm ne...

jb bhi ksi ne pyar se dekha to hm ne nazren jhuka leen
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....
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
They Say
"You Can Win Over Your Enemy By Love"

But

I Say
"Love Is The Biggest Enemy Of Life When It Hurts"
Hum Say Kabhi Zikr Judai Math Karna, Ess Dil Ki Kabhi Ruswai Math Karna,"Tum Jan Ho Meri" Bus Etna Samjh Lo, Mery Enn Lafzoo Ko Nailaam Math Karna. IFFI
Wo muskura rahe hai hume tanha chod kar,

Kiye huye saare waado ko tod kar.

Unke siva kahi dil lagta bhi nahi,

Ab kya karenge hum apne toote huye dil ko jod kar
If V Discovrd Tht V
Only Had 5 Mins Left 2
Say All Dat V Wantd 2
Say. Evry Telephone
Booth Wud b Ocupied
By Ppl Calling Other Ppl
2 Stammer That They
LUVD Them ... (:
Lovd Is 2 Think About Someone

Else More Times

In A Day Than

U Think About Yourself
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.
Dreamy
i heard someone whisper ur name''
but when i turned around to c who it was,
i notice i was alone,
then i realize it was my heart
telling me that i miss u.