Dushman mere khusiyOn

Dushman mere khusiyOn
Dushman mere khusiyOn ka zamana hi nahi tha
Tum ne bhi kabhi apna to jana hi nahi tha

Kia karta akaila main saja kar kOi mEhfil
Jab shehar main kisi ne nibahna hi nahi tha

Dil ne to bOhat chaha magar kis tarah jeetay
JeenaY k liye kOi bahana hi nahi tha

Mur mur k dekhta raha maiN Umar bhar magar
Tum aaye nahi tum ko to aana hi nahi tha

Aik rasta bacha tha wO bhi lotne ka tha
Jata main kahaN kOi thikana hi nahi tha

Ab jhuk k mere lash ko jhinjhOr rahe ho
Jaise tumhare "SHAYAR" ko jana hi nahi tha
  

Jun, 14 2010     521 chars (4 sms)     3434 views       Love

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And Our Feelings Just Aren''t Feelings Anymore.

They''re Just Words That

Come From Whispers

From People We Don''t Know.
Friends can help each other.
A true friend is someone who lets you have total freedom to be yourself – and especially to feel.
Or, not feel.
Whatever you happen to be feeling at the moment is fine with them.
Thats what real love amounts to – letting a person be what he really is.
while i am not alyz gud abt saying "i luv u"
i hope u knw i do.. ...
and everyday,
dat we share makes me
luk forward to
whole lyf of luving u... ..!!
If you love someone, put their name in a circle,
instead of a heart, because hearts can break,
but circles go on forever
Love Is A Portion Of The Soul Itself
And
It Is Of The Same Nature As The Celestial Breathing Of The Atmosphere Of Paradise. . . :)
“I Love Walking in Rain
So That No One Can See My Tears”,
.
It’s a Bit Old One
.
. Do You Know The Latest One??
.
“I Love Walking in Any Season,
Because
Petrol is Now "78 INR" Per Litre”.
Kahin wo mile to usay kehna K Lot aao
Lot aao k koi shiddat se
Barri muddat se Barri muhabat se tumhara intizar kar raha hai
Lot aao k
kisi ki bahare na hone se kisi ki aankhon mei nami or zindagi mei kami bohat zyada ha
Ishq Ne Insan Ko Kya Se Kya Bana Diya ,
Kisiko Kavi To Kisiko Kangal Bana Diya,
Do Fulo Ka Boj Na Uthane Vaali Mumtaj
Ki Yaad Main Shahjaha Ne Taaj Mahel Bana Diya
Rishte kanch ki tarah hote hai,

toote jaye to chubhte hai.

Inhe sambhalkar hateli par sajana

kyoki inhe tootne me ek pal

aur banane me barso lag jate hai
The Roads Are Lovely, Dark And Deep

But I Have Promises To Keep

And Miles To Go Before I Sleep

And Miles To Go Before I Sleep . . .
We are all a little weird and life''s a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.
A loving relationship is one in which the loved one is free to be himself - to laugh with me, but never at me; to cry with me, but never because of me; to love life, to love himself, to love being loved. Such a relationship is based upon freedom and can never grow in a jealous heart