Love is an energy - it can neither be created
nor destroyed. It just is and always will be,
giving meaning to life and direction to goodness...
Love will never die....
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers'' eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers'' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet
JINKE SAAYE MEIN KABHI CHAHTE THE GUJAARNA ZINDAGI,
AAJ UNKI YAADON SE BHAG RAHEN HAIN,
KAHIN SOTEY HUE WO KHWAB ME NA AA JAYEN,
IS DARR SE KAYI RAATON SE HUM JAAG RAHE HAIN
It breaks your heart, to see the one you love is happy with someone else.........
but..
its more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you........
I ThOuGhT LoVe WaS JusT A mIrAgE Of ThE MiNd. . . It''S An IlLusIoN, It''S FaKe, ImPoSsIbLe To FiNd. . .
BuT ThE DaY i MeT YoU
I BeGaN To SeE, ThAt LoVe Is ReAl AnD ExIsTs In Me. .
True sadness is when you love someone,
and you know that they love you back,
and then one of you leaves and the other feels as
if they will never be whole again.
Don’t rush in luv for it never runs out.
Let luv be the one to knock at ur door,
so by the time you start to fall,
you know that ur feeling is for sure.
