Love is like a missed-call It stops before you catch it But Friendship is like an "SMS" It comes to you inbox and stay Whenever you read it It makes you happy and this stay in your inbox until you delete it
bottle main Pepsi say zyaada
....used Socks main smell say bhi zyaadaa....
Adnan Sami main charbi say zyaada...
Mithai main sweet say zyaada...
Pakistan main coruption say zzyaada... I LOVE U
Ik mullk ghoom k a rahey hain hum
Gaye the kiun abb pashta rahey hain hum
Muhabat kya yeh hay k koi jo door jae
pir bhool janey main koi kasar chor jae na hu
tupash say bach kay ghataaoon mein beth jatay hain
gay huwaoon ki sadaaoon mein beth jatay hain
hum irdgird kay mousam say jab bee ghabraa jain
tery kial ki chaoon mein beth jatay hain.....
If i had the letters “HRT” I could’ve add “EA” to get “HEART” or “U” to get “HURT”. I would rather add “U” and get “HURT” than have a “HEART” without “U”.
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.
