Poetry for you..

Poetry for you..
Be Sabab Youn Hi Sar-E-Shaam Nikal Aaty Hain,

Ham Bulaien Tu Unhen Kaam Nikal Aaty Hain,

Koi Hamen Shouq Tu Nahi He Aawargi Ka,

Ham Tu Unki Galiyon Me Hamkalam Hone Aaty Hain,

Unki Jafaon K Zakham Kehte Rehte Hain Kuch Is Tarah,

K Raat Ka Andhera Charhte Hi Dard Tamam Nikal Aaty Hain,

Kia Bataon In Husn Walon Ki Tujhe !...Wasi...!

Ham Bulain Tu Parda, Warna Sar-E-aam Nikal Aaty Hain.

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Jan, 26 2012     425 chars (3 sms)     4177 views       Love

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Knowing That

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and what is done in love is done well.
Love is nothing
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Feeling
It can be gone up
with time passaing
But
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Sach Kehta Hoon Likhne Wale Ka josh Nikhar Jaata Hai
Lagta Hai Kuchh To Hai Maayne Dil K Ehsaason K
Har Alfaaz Kagaz Par Khud Sawar Jaata Hai
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In the lone summer of light
And hold you oh so close
Underneath the stars at night
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Darling through and through
Forever I will cherish
Every moment with you.
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it can stab the heart or

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If U Happen To Miss A Person

Whom U Loved So Much,

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Much It''s Ur Mistake.