Har sham se tera

Har sham se tera
Har sham se tera izhaar kiya karte hai,
Har khwab me tera didar kiya karte hai,
Diwane hi to hai hum tere,
Jo har waqt tere milne ka intzaar kiya karte ha
  

Jun, 14 2010     157 chars (1 sms)     3253 views       Love

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Main Tere Naseeb ki Barish nahin Jo Tujh pe Baras jaon...

Tujhey Taqdeer Badalna ho gi Mujhe paane k Liye ....
I Have Found
The Paradox

That

If You LOVE
Until
It Hurts ,

There Can Be
No More Hurts,

Only More
LOVE ... :)
I love the way that you look without your make up
I had a girl before we met but we broke up
Theres something ''bout you that makes me want to step up
Step up and be with u If that''s ok with you
I''m gonna make you feel like you are heaven on earth
I''m gonna thank your mother just for giving you birth
I''m gonna wanna hold you in my arms when you cry
If that''s ok with you If that''s ok with you
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don''t know how to replenish it''s source.

It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds;

it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
Pyar ko chod kar tum koi aur baatkaro
Ab mujhe pyar ki har baat se dar lagta hai
Meri khatir na woh badnam kahin ho jaye
Esliye unki har mulaqat se dar lagta hai
zindagi mili zra c thi,
kuch es m kami zra c thi

wo roz hota gaya pass mere
lekin phir b dori zra c thi

qasoor chachme awara ka zada tha
meri to marzi zra c thi

muhabbat bant di us ne zamane bhar m
jo mere hisse m ae zra c thi
THOUGH I KNOW THE PHONE WONT RING, TO ADD A BEAT TO MY HEART
THE MESSAGES WONT FLASH, TO ADD COLOURS TO MY DAY
THAT VOICE WONT FALL ONTO MY EARS TO ADD RHYTHM TODAY
YET I WAIT.....FOREVER...IS THAT LOVE?
Life is not easy for any of us.
But what of that?
We must have perseverance
and above all confidence
in ourselves. We must believe
that we are gifted for something
and that this thing must be attained.
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.
JINKE SAAYE MEIN KABHI CHAHTE THE GUJAARNA ZINDAGI,
AAJ UNKI YAADON SE BHAG RAHEN HAIN,
KAHIN SOTEY HUE WO KHWAB ME NA AA JAYEN,
IS DARR SE KAYI RAATON SE HUM JAAG RAHE HAIN
Love In Its Truest Form

Has No Language Or Words ,

It Just Has A Thousand And One Actions

We All Wish We Could Describe ....
Love gives naught but itself
and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor
would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.