Chehare Pe Mere Zulf Ko Phailaao Kisii Din
Kyaa Roz Garajate Ho Baras Jaao Kisii Din
Khushbuu Kii Tarah Guzaro Mere Dil Kii Galii Se
Phuulon Kii Tarah Mujh Pe Bikhar Jaao Kisii Din
All love at first, like generous wine,
Ferments and frets until ‘tis fine;
But when ‘tis settled on the lee,
And from th’ impurer matter free,
Become the richer still the older,
And proves the pleasanter the colder.
I love your mouth for words come out that teach and soothe.
I love your hands for they heal with their touch.
I love your feet for they bring you to me with your gifts...
My heart, it speaks a thousand words
I feel eternal bliss
The roses pout their scarlet mouths
Like offering a kiss
No drop of rain, no glowing flame
Has ever been so pure
If being in love can feel like this
Then I''m in love for sure
Love Is As Much Of An Object As An Obsession
Everybody Wants It, Seeks It
But Few Ever Achieve It
Those Who Do Will Cherish It, Be Lost In It
And
Among All,
Never.... Never Forget It. . .
