My True Friends

My True Friends
My True Friends Have Alwayz

Given Me That

Supreme Proof Ov Devotion

A Spontaneous Aversion For

The Man I Loved
  

Jun, 16 2010     123 chars (1 sms)     2955 views       Friendship

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The mind 2 friends are like the lines of railway track.
They never meet but has go together to save the derailment
of the Train called Friendship.
If friends were flowers I would not pick you!I?ll let you
grow in the garden & cultivate you with love and care so
I can keep you as a friend 4ever!! ....
Tum na mano ye haqikat hai,
Dosti insan ki zarurat hai,
Kisi din aao hamari mehfil me,
Jan jaoge zindagi kitni khubsurat hai.
Good friends are like angels that lifts us up, when our wings have forgotten how to fly. Good friends are like angels that lifts us up, when our wings have forgotten how to fly.
Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love.

Love risks degenerating into obsession,

friendship is never anything but sharing.
Friendship is the
Heaviest Coin in The
Currency of Love
.
And with Your Friendship
I am the Richest person On the Earth
.
So keep me Rich forever
Sab ki zindagi mein khushyian dene wale,
Mere dost ki zindagi mein koi gham na ho,
Usko mujhse bhie achche dost milein,
Jab uski zindagi mein hum na hon..
Har tarah k shikve ko seh lete hai...
zindagi ko yuhi jee lete hai...
milale hai hath jinse dosti ka...
un hathon se fir zeher bhi pe lete hai...!
Rabba mere kanjar Dost nu suneha pahucha dayi,
Ohde dil ch khayal mera pa dayi,
Mast hoya houga kise kudi de supnia ch,
Os kamine nu sadi vi yad dawa dayi.
Pugrey wery mohabbata de ta rakheye wara lakey,

Mere jay nadan de laa bey jamday jara katakey,

Bar na devana jila kumbida zamana dila hatha wich ley k areyan,

Teri tey gila hai sanu pagla delavey kanu laalaeyan tu yariyan,
The sweetness of chocolate remains
On tongue for sometime but the
Sweetness of friends like remains
In heart forever and always
Can miles really separate us from friends?

If we want to be with someone we love,

aren''t we already there. . . ?