Le kr Ana Usy

Le kr Ana Usy
*Le kr Ana Usy Mere JanazY MeiN Ek Akhri HaseeN MuLaqat to ho gi..!
*Mere Jism Mein Jaan to Ni Hogi Magar Meri jaaN Mere Jism k PasS To ho Gi..!

?Ibrahim Mughal?
  

Feb, 27 2015     165 chars (2 sms)     10878 views       Love

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What''s Love?

"Dont Ask D Person Who Loves Some1,

But Ask D Person Who Have Lost Some1"

They Only Can Feel D True Love
Every relationship has its problems

but what makes it perfect is

when you still want to be there

when everything sucks…
i Don't Need Someone Who
"Sees Only Good Things In Me!"

But

I Do Need Someone Who
"Knows About The Bad Things
In Me N And Still Wants To
Spend The Whole Life With Me!"
Long after moments of closeness have passed,

A part of you remains with me

And warms the places your hands have touched

And hastens my heart for your return.
Love is like a bed of roses, there are many thorns. The path to true happiness lies in learning to avoid the thorns, while enjoying the roses.


Occasionally in life there are those moments of
unutterable fulfillment which cannot be completely
explained by those symbols called words. Their
meanings can only be articulated by the inaudible
language of the heart

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Submitted By Hammad From Karachi ( 03212910199 )
Kyun yaad tum itna aate ho…?
Kyun hum ko tum tarpaate ho…?
Gum sum gum sum hain aaj sahar se hum…
Kyun itna hamain sataate ho…?
Aadi hogaye hain us sitam ke hum…
Jo aadatan humpe dhaate ho.
Tumhain khayaalon se gar nikaal bhi dain…
To khwaabon main aa jaate ho.
Hum lab se nahin karte izhaar-e-mohabb at…
Tum aankhain hii nahin parh paate ho………..
Love is an act of endless forgiveness
A tender look which becomes a habit
We all want to fall in love. . .

Why. . ?

Because that experience makes us feel completely alive. Where every sense is heightened, every emotion is magnified, our everyday reality is shattered and we are flying into the heavens. It may only last a moment, and hour, an afternoon. But that doesn''t diminish its value. Because we are left with memories that we treasure for the rest of our lives. . .
Love Is Like A Little Old Woman And A Little Old Man
Who Are Still Friends Even After
They Know Each Other So Well..

Its True Love..
L O V E
Is not about
Caring for that one special person
But
About not caring for the rest of the world...
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don''t know how to replenish it''s source.

It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds;

it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.