Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.
Sitaron ke bagher asmaan mein rakha hai kia?
Bin teray jeenay mein rakha hai kia?
Lagta hai sub kuch adhoora adhoora sa
Khushi ke baghair hansnay mein rakha hai kia?
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
If "U" loVe someone, be sUre 2 teLl thEm eveRy daY;
becaUse oNe Day "U" migHt nOt bE abLe 2 telL thEm becAuse iT was toO laTe anD thEy arE no lonGer theRe..
LiVe Fe D PeRsOn WhU CaN DiE Fe Yu..
sMiLe Fe D pErSoN wHu cAn CrY Fe Yu..
FiGhT Fe D PeRsOn WhU CaN pRoTecT Yu..
AND
LoVe D pErSoN wHu CaN LoVe Yu MoRe ThAn Yu Do Fe YuRsElF!!..
DaTs TRUE LOVE!!!..
Tujhay kia khabar teri yaad
Nay humein kaisay kaisay sata dia
Kabhi khalwaton mein hansa dia
Kabhi mehfilon mein rula dia
Teray ishq mein kabhi yun huwa
K namaz apni qaza hui
teri aarzoo ne kabhi mujhe meray pak rab se mila dia
