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...
tum meri soch ho tumhe koi soche kyo,
tum meri chaht ho tumhe koi chahe kyo,
tum mera aina ho tumhe koi dekhe kyo,
tum meri dua ho tumhe koi mange kyo,
i have liked many,
but loved very few,
yet no one has been,
as sweet as you,
i am the stand and,
wait woprld''s longest que,
just for the pleasure,
of a moment with you.
It''s so easy, To think about Love, To Talk about Love, To wish for Love, But it''s not always easy, To recognize Love, Even when we hold it.... In our hands
main lafjo se kuch bhi izhaar nahi karta,iska matlab yeh nahi ki main usse pyar nahi karta,cahata hoon main usse aaj bhi par uski soch main apna waqt bekaar nahi karta,kahin tamasha na ban jaye mohabbat meri isliye ape dard ko izhar nahi karta, jo kuch mila hai usi mai khush hoon main, uske liye khuda se takrar nahi karta,par kuch to baat hai uski fitrat mai jalim warna usse cahane ki khata baar-baar nahi karta.
