Muddat se door

Muddat se door
Muddat se door the hum tum,
ek zamane ke baad milna acha laga.
sagar se gehra laga aapka pyar,
tairna to aata tha par doobna acha laga....
  

Jun, 14 2010     141 chars (1 sms)     3148 views       Love

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Kaanch Ki Choori

Kitni Sada,
Kitni Pyari,
Kanch Ki Chori Jesi Larki,
...College K Ik Kamry Me Bethi,
Jany Kya Kuch Soch Rahi Thi,
Us Ka Hath Kalai Pr Tha,
Or Who Kch Kch Khofzada Thi,
Ab Kia Hoga???
Mai B Us K Pas Hi Betha,
Us Ko Ghur Sy Dekh Raha Tha,
Mene Us Ka Hath Pakra,
Aur Pyar Sy Pocha,
Kiya Qissa Hy?????
Uski Ankhen Bheeg Gaien,
Aur Wo Dheemi Si Awaz Me Boli..

Dekho..!!!

Chori Toot Gai
LUV is whn
Dere r a million thngs U wana say 2 sum1
Bt
Whn dey luk U in eyes n hold U in arms nthng in lyf ma8ers othr thn being wid th8 prsn @ th8 momnt
Manoos ajnabi

Manoos Ajnabi
Ab k December may
Main nay bhi kuch khawab sjaye hain
apni sard aankho'n may
per darr lagta hai
kahi yeh meray khawab
pghel na jaye
Dhoop pernay per....!!
I can chose who to care,
Who to protect,
Who to share life with,
But I can never chose wid whom to fall in love with
Cuz love is not a choice it is destiny…
If Bird Fell In Love With A Fish , Where Would They Live ?

Who Keeps The Fin , Who Loses Its Wings

That''s An Irony ... But That Is How Cruel

Yet Poetic Love Can be
meri ankhon me sawan ki jhari rehti hai
jese koi kashti darya me khari rehti hai
dekh teri yad me kitna madhosh hon main
duniya ko meri or mujhy teri pari rehti hai
When The Rain Is Blowing In our Face

And

The Whole World Is On your Case

I Could Offer You A Warm Embrace

To make You Feel My Love ... (=
aa jaye kisi din tu aisa bhe nahin lagta
lekan woh tera wada jhoota bhe nahin lagta
milta hy sakoon dil ko us yaar k koochay main
har roz magar jana acha bhe nahin lagta
dekha hy tujhy jab se bechain bhut hy dil
kahny ko koi tujh se rishta bhe nhi lagta
Bachpan ke dukh bi kitne ache the,

tab to sirf khilone tuta karte the.

Wo khushiyan bi na jane kaise khushiyan thi,

titli ko pakad ke uchhla karte the.

Paoon maar ke khud barish ke pani mae,

apna aap bhigoya karte the.

Ab to ek aansu bi rusva kar jata hai,

bachpan mein to dil khol ke roya karte the.
Kisi Ke Deedar Ko

Kisi Ke Deedar Ko Tarasta Hai,
Kisi Ke Intezaar Me Tadapta Hai,
Yeh Dil Bhi Ajeeb Cheez Hai,
Jo Hota Hai Khud Ka Magar Kisi Aur Ke Liye Dhadakta Hai.
har koi pyar karta hai.

Koi bananein waley sey,
to koi bannein waley sey,

yeh farq apni jaqah hai laikin phir b log kissi ko unta naheen chah patey jitna k wo jo 70 maoon sey b ziada pyar kata hai,
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.