You must be a

You must be a
You must be a good runner
because you are always running in my mind,
you must be a good thief
because you have stolen my heart,
and i am always a bad shooter
because I Miss You Always...
  

Jun, 14 2010     192 chars (2 sms)     3880 views       Love

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Ek Pal Ki Ye Baat Nahi

Aur Do Pal Ka Ye Saath Nahi.

Yun To Zindagi Ek Safar Si Ban Gayi Hai,

Par Wo Safar Hi Kya Jisme Aapka Saath Nahi.
Walk with me when ur hearts needs company,
take my hand when u feel all alone,
turn to me when u need some1 to lean on,
coz I''m the one u can always depend on!
She said she usually cried at least once each day not because she was sad

but because the world was so beautiful and life was so short

Tears are summer showers to the SOUL
teri kami b hai tera ehsas b hyai,,,tu dour b hai mjhsey per pass b hai,,,KHUDA ney yun nawaza tery pyar sey mujh ko k mujhey khud per gharoor b hai tujh per naaz b hai!!!
Hath baloon main phairay to main so jaun ga.

Koi kissa wo sunaye to main so jaun ga.

Us se kehna k mujay neend ai ati.

Apni bahoon main sulaye to main so jaun ga.

Meri palkon per sajay hain kaye ratoon k diay .

Koi palkoon se bujaye to main so jaun ga .

Akhri sans mjay moka de de zara .

Bad ki Bad main daikhain gay us se kaho.

Aj ki raat aa jaye to main so jaun ga.
Seh liya har dard humne haste haste''
ujd gaya ghar mera yaaro baste baste''
ab wafa kare to kis se kare yaaro''
wafa karne gaye to bewafa hi mile raste raste..
Like Moon in the sky,
u r living in my eye,
In my heart love u high
For ur sake ready to die..
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....
Khumaar-alooda nazroon ki har ek junbish hai afsaana..

Elaahi..! Hum unhain daikhen?? ke unka daikhna daikhen..
Ek Dil te lakh smjhawan waly
Je smajh na aave te ki kariye?

Dard Dil da hove ta seh layye
Je Dil hi dard ban jave te ki kariye?

Jihnu Dil de rog sunaunde c

OHI rog de jave te ki kariye?

Saady nal hi Jisdi dunia c
Je chadd tur jave te ki kariye?

Asi aj v rahwan takde han
OH rah bhul javy te ki kariye
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.
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.