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Mujay adat nai har ki
MujhE AadaT Nahi HaR aeK pE mAr
MitNe Ki
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Jun, 18 2012     126 chars (1 sms)     2518 views       Love

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If u have to choose between me & d world,

What will u choose?

If u choose world u lose me.

But if u choose me I will give u the world....;->
They don''t LUV dat
don''t show their LUV
d course of TRUE LUV
ever did run smooth
LUV is a familiar
LUV is a devil
Dere''s no DEVIL ANGEL
bt LUV ... =]

-Shakespare-
Forever Means Forever... And Not Just A Couple Of Days... You Promised Me Forever... But Forever Didn''t Stay... Once You Said You Loved Me, But I Guess That Was A Lie... Never Say Forever... Cause Forever Makes Me Cry.
When You Have

Nothing Left But Love,

Then For The First Time

You Become Aware

That Love Is Enough.
Its hard to live alone,
harder to choose sumone to luv,
but the hardest part of loving
is to admit tht u''ve fallen in luv
wid sum 1 who can never be urs
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.
Betha tha neem ki chaaoun main ek shaam
Ek pari aayee aur kaha kay aarzoo kiya hai
Kaha kay aankh num hai dil jall raha hai
Bas! ek meethi si khushbo-e-Hina hai
Kehti hai `MUSAFIR` yeh khushbo kiya hai
Kaha kay pagli! sirf ek khayal hai bas
Masoom lafzoon main chupi ek tasveer ayaan hai
Poochti hai Musafir! yeh jadoo kiya hai
Kaha kay Har Nazar na aanay waali cheez jadoo hai
Masoom! poochti hai tumhain aakhir justujoo kiya hai
Kaha kay usay pana mayri khwahish nahin,
Usay mehsoos karna mayri justujoo hai
Ab tum bhi lout jaao pari
Sooraj bhi ghar ko chal diya hai…
Walk with me when ur hearts needs company,
take my hand when u feel all alone,
turn to me when u need some1 to lean on,
coz I''m the one u can always depend on!
Love Creats

An "Us"

Without

Destroying A Me
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.
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.
I"d be ur
TEARS!

So,i can be
concieved

in ur
HEART,

born in ur
EYES,

live on ur
CHEEKS,

& die on ur
LIPS