Butterflies Don’t Know

Butterflies Don’t Know
Butterflies Don’t Know The Colour Of Their Wings


But Our Eyes Know Ho Nice They Are

Like This U Don’t Know
How Good U Are


But I Know

U Are Special ?
  

Jun, 19 2010     167 chars (2 sms)     2360 views       Decent

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Madani Phool

Apni Sochon Ko Paani K Qatron Se Zeyada Shafaaf Rakho,

Kyun K !

Jis Tarah Qatron Se Dariya Banta Hai,
Usi Tarha Sochon Se Emaan Banta Hai.
Earth and Heaven will pass away But Our''s word will never never never ever pass away.
Tuje Aansu Bhari wo ''DUA''
Miley

Jisey Kabhi Na Rad ''KHUDA'' Kare

Tujhe Hasrat Na Rahe Kabhi ''JANAT'' ki

Tere Aangan Me ''MUHABBATON'' Ki Aisi Hawa Chaley (Ameen)
i kept all my feelings for u in a glass n put it in a locker.....
but today when i was filling it up with more ur phone rang...and the glass broke......
A Relationship
Should Have
The Determination
And
Purification
Like A Mirror
Which Never Loses
Its Ability To Reflect
Even
If It Is Broken In To
Thousand Pieces
It''s Your Action of Today That Will
Create Your Destiny of Tomorrow...!
Act Continuously, Coz There''s NO 2nd Chance...!!!
A Smile Stadts On Lips . . . A Grin Spread To Eyes . . . A Cuckle Comes From The Belly . . . But A Good Laugh Bursts Forth From The Soul. . . Overflows & Bubbles All Arround :)
Kitna Bad-naseeb
he wo Insan Jo
Apne Waleden ki
Khidmat kr k Dua
nai leta

Or

Logo se Kehta
Rehta he k
Mere Ley Duaa
Krna.....!
us ny mughy prinda samjh kR is shaM k Andheron main Uraa diya.... ..

muGhaL...............

usay ye nhe pta k sham ko urny waly parinday kabhi loata nhe krty.
The Ways To Keep Happiness In Life . . .

Keep Ur Heart Free From Hate

Ur Mind From Worry

Live Simply

Expect Little

Give Much

Fill Ur Life With Love

Scatter Smile

Forget Self

Think Of Others. . . . :->
Psychological Fact:

When A Person Cries Due To Happyness
The 1st Drop Of Tears Comes From The Right Eye.


But
When It 1st Comes Frm The Left,
Its Pain
Zindagi bhar zindagi ki saza milti rahi,
Lamha lamha wafaaon ki jaza milti rahi.
Cherh kar jata raha har baar zakhmon ko mere,
Gham ke sholon ko yun hi hawaa milti rahi.
Meri nazron ne hai bakhsha husn ko farogh,
Uske har aaza ko ik adaa milti rahi.
Faasla badta gaya jitna gaya uske qareeb,
Khushk patton ko jaise hawaa milti rahi.
Paththron ki gird takrata raha ''Rahat'' ka wajood,
Sukhan goi ka sadaa nayee sadaa milti rahi.