Love is a measles and

Love is a measles and
"Love




is a measles and everyone has to go through this".
  

Jun, 12 2010     66 chars (1 sms)     2373 views       Love

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The person who loves you a lot

will always do two things extremely for you.

1. Silently Caring and

2. Openly Hurting.

to make you Perfect.
~ LOVE ~
Is A Perfume ...
You Cannot Pour
On To Others
Without Getting
A Few Drops On
Yourself ...
Tum jab say mile ho yeh duniya janat hay
Tumhain yon chahtay rehna hi bus meri ibadat hay
Na janay q nahi laga mujay dar is zamanay say
Suna hai pyar karnay walo ki aesi hi fitrat hay
Meray mehboob agar koi laga day mujh ko sooli bhi
Meri mayyat bhi bolay gi mujhay tum say mohabbat hay
Zindagi ki raah mein aage chalte jana har pal,
Mur ke na dekh beete hue pal
Jo nahin tha tera tujhe nahin mila,
Jo milgaya uske sath guzaar apna har pal
Love Is Like Rose Bud ...

With A Lot Of Caring And Time It Grows And Grows

It''s A Long Process

But

In The End

It''s Beautiful =)
There Was Once A Beautiful Star, Up In The Skies
That Broke Into Two One Day
And Became Ur Eyes
I’ve Been Star Gazing Since . . .
With every cut i make another feet i dig down deep,
bury me there with all the tears i weep.
fill it with my sorrows & all the blood i''ve shed..
Go on hurt me,kill me..let death be my eternal bed !!
A Loving Relationship Is One
In Which The Loved One Is Free To Be Himself -
To Laugh With Me, But Never At Me;
To Cry With Me,
But Never Because Of Me;
To Love Life, To Love Himself,
To Love Being Loved.
Such A Relationship Is Based Upon
Freedom And Can Never
Grow In A Jealous Heart.
I will make love my greatest weapon and none on who I call can defend against its force... My love will melt all hearts liken to the sun whose rays soften the coldest day
Ussy Apne Rishtoon Ki Fikr Thi..Wo Jo Mera Waqif-e-haal
Tha..Wo Jo Uss Ki Subhe-e-urooj Thi..
Wohi Mera Waqt-e-zawal tha.. Meri Baat Kaise wo Manta,
Mera Dard Wo kaise jante,Wo tu khud Fana k Safar pe the..
Ussy Rokna Bhi Mahaal tha.. Kahan Jaoge Mujhe Choor kar,
Mein ye Poch poch kar Thak gaya,Wo jawab mujhe Na de Saka,
Wo tu Khud Sarapa Sawal the..Wo MILA jo Sadiyoon Ke Baad Bhi.
Mere Labb pe Koi GILA na Tha,Ussy Meri chup ne Rula Diya,
Jissy Guftagu pe Kamal Tha.....

matti ke jitne ghar main banata chala gaya

ik shaks khafa ho ke girata chala gaya

woh mujse buhat door door bhagta raha

jitna main uske naaz uthata chala gaya

ik mere waste he osne dard rakhe the

baki to wo har ik ko hasata chala gaya

thi haath main taqat magar dil nahin mana

uske siwa main subko harata chala gaya

dil main oski yaaad ke jitne chiragh the roshan

onko bhi wo sitmgar bhujata chala gaya
Love is like a friendship caught on fire.
In the beginning a flame, very pretty,
Often hot and fierce,
But still only light and flickering.
As love grows older,
Our hearts mature
And our love becomes as coals,
Deep-burning and unquenchable.