Neend se kiya

Neend se kiya
Neend se kiya shikwa karun
mai
Neend se kiya shikwa karun main...."sagar" Qasoor to us chehray ka hai jo mujhe sonay nahi deta.....!
  

May, 15 2015     134 chars (1 sms)     11665 views       Love

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dard kitne hain bata nahi sakta
zakhm kitne hain dikha nhai sakta
ankhon se samjh sako to samjh lo
ansoon gire hain kitne gina nahi sakta
Mukhtasir ye k achy lgty hoO



Chahny ka sabab aur kuch bhi nhi......
Don''t promise me the moon or the stars

just promise me you''ll stay under them
with me.
Luvin Sumone Hu Dusnt Luv U Is Lyk...
Watching A Star In D Sky
U Kno U Can Neva Reach It
Bt U Syill Keep On Tryin
Coz Even D Starz Do Fall Ryt???
Before Saying The Words

I LOVE YOU FOREVER

First Ask To Yourself If You Are Ready.. ??

Becoz

Most Of Us Are Ready For LOVE

But Not Everyone Is Ready For FOREVER
Love Is When ...

You Don''t Wanna Go To Sleep

Coz

Reality Is Better Than A Dream ...
\... An Unbeatable QuOte .../

i Saw U Sitting And Crying...
So I asked U WHy ...?
U Didn''t Answer...

I Tried To Hold Ur Hand ...
But u Walked Away ...
Wiping Ur Tears ...
Then i Realised U Were
Sitting On My Grave.../
Words of Lover Boy:
My eyes know that
i m not perfect match 4 him.
But
my heart has no eyes or ears,
So it''s been beating 4 her..
"Luv Is Not Made

By The Time...!


Its Made With Perso

(U)

With Whom

The Time Is Spent"...! :-)
I m feeling so happy, do u know why?
cuz i m so lucky, do u know how?
cuz God loves me.Do u know how?
cuz he gave me a gift. Do u know what?
its YOU my love
As I feel the tear go down my cheek,
I notice that my heart is weak,
For the love I have for you,
Will always be gold and true,
I have made some mistakes, they rest in the past,
But know my love will always last,
Even though we are a distance apart,
You always have the key to my heart.
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.