All love at first, like generous wine,
Ferments and frets until ‘tis fine;
But when ‘tis settled on the lee,
And from th’ impurer matter free,
Become the richer still the older,
And proves the pleasanter the colder.
Raaz-e-dil na sunana kisi ko FARAZ Dunya mai sub Hamraaz badal jate hain Kisi k Bicharnay se Koi mar to nahi jata Haan magar Jeeney k Andaaz badal jate hain
FEEL MY LOVE
Mere pyarko "GUSSE SE"ya phir
"MOHABBAT" SE ya phir
"DHOKE" SE ya phir
"MAJBOORI" SE ya phir
"DIL SE"
FEEL MY LOVE
MY SWEET HEART FEEL MY LOVE
