Luv not one, Luv not two Luv d one who luvs u true,
Luv not three, Luv not four Luv d one who luvs u more,
Luv not five, Luv not six Luv d one who really sticks,
Luv not seven, Luv not eight Luv d one who really waits.
Meri Ankhoon Sai kabhi Utroo Dil Main,
kai Main Dhadkan Main Basa Lon Tum ko,
Jaan Sai Barh kar Chahon Tumhain,
Apni Zindagi Hi Banna Loon Tum ko,
Maray khabon Main Sirf Tum Hi Baso,
Apni Neendon Main Saja Loon Tum ko,
Loogon ki Bhir Main kho Na Jao kahin,
Zamanay Sai Chalo Main Chura Lon Tum ko,
Meri Tanhai ko Zaroorat Hai Tumhari,
Gar Ijazat Ho Tu Yadon Main Bula Lon Tum ko
apni aghoosh main ik rooz chupa loo mujh ko ,
gham-e-duniya se meri jaan bacha loo mujh ko ,
in hi isharoon me de di ha ijazat maine ,
mangne se na milloo to chura loo mujh ko ,
apne saye se bhi ap to mujh ko dar lagta ha ,
ho jo mumkin to nigahoon me basa lo mujh ko ,
unhe likhna ha ik rooz khat me ye jana ,
main to khud ka bhi nahi apna bna lo mujh ko.
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.
When you walked
Into my life
Everything changed
What was stressed
Was then calm
What was confused
Was then clear
When you walked
Into my life
Everything changed
When you leapt
Into my heart
Everything changed
What was dull
Was then vibrant
What was drained
Was then brimming
When you leapt
Into my heart
Everything changed
Everything brightened
Everything shined
Everything glimmered
Everything glowed
Everything fluttered
Everything soared
Everything sighed
As loneliness died
What was frosted
Was then thawed
What was jaded
Was then fresh
When you slid
Into my arms
Everything changed
Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same.
Love is like a hunter,
who cares not for the game
when once caught,
which he may have pursued
with the most intense
and breathless eagerness.
Love is strongest in pursuit;
friendship in possession.
