He who is in love

He who is in love
He who is in love
is wise and is becoming wiser,
sees newly every time he
looks at the object beloved,
drawing from it with his eyes
and his mind those virtues
which it possesses.
  

Jun, 12 2010     185 chars (2 sms)     2883 views       Love

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I''m sorry if I have caused you pain,
and much more pain that i might have
and could have caused her...

I''m sorry for my fragility
--that must have been a great burden to you...

I''m sorry for making you feel worried about me,
when I FIRMLY believe you''re not supposed to.

I''m sorry to have
a part of my brain and my heart
believe that there was a "slight" truth when you told me
you love me..

I''m sorry...
I love you...
It is by the present heart of love that the blessings of the future are planted, to be reaped when the future again becomes the present.
"Think twice before leaving a
space in someones heart,
because its difficult to realize the pain
when you see someone else filling your space"
Zubaan se tumhe keh nahi sakte
Isliye hmesha khuda se Fariyaad karte hai
Jab bhi tumhara Dil jor se dhadke
Samajh Lena hum tumhe
Dil se yaad karte hai.
Passion'' a word which involves so many feelings; I feel it when we touch, I feel it when we kiss, I feel it when I look at you. For you are my passion, my one true love
"Adjust,





or don''t fall in love".
LOVe is like rain. That comes in every weather and drenched everything.

Love is not past moment that once it passed ,

it will never return.
I Had A Dream And It Was About You . . .
I Smiled And Recalled The Memories We Had . . .
Then I Noticed A Tear Fell From My Eyes . . .

You Know Why?

Coz In My Dream You Kissed Me And Said Goodbye . . ."
Love Is Not Love Untill You Give It Away

So Give It Wings & Let It Go

If It’s Meant To be, It’ll Fly Right Back To You . . .
Love ... can''t be explained .
love is only felt from deep down , for love one word is not enough , one world is not enough ...

love is everything , love is all the best we can receive , the best that we can give .
Love , it once had a begining , but will never end .
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 ~
Somewhere,sum1 dreams

of your smile

& finds your presence in life

so worthwhile.

So when your lonely,

remember its true that

some1,somewhere, is thinking of u.