Love is an emotion, which leads to demotion.
It is without logic and is also very tragic.
It is a disease, which never comes to ease.
It is full of pain, and is also a strain.
It acts straight on heart, and after it happiness depart.
It is meant to be endless,but ends with distress.
It is a blade, which hurts like blade.
It is a dreadful question, which has no solution.
From time to time it hurt, and gets worst n worst.
Everyone loves someone in lifetime,
And since then starts his bad time.
it can spread anywhere,
And results in sadness everywhere.
it looks like heaven,but in real is a poison.
wounds can heel but love can't,
coz it gives pain a lot n lot.
it is a spell, which leads to hell.
but if u fall in love remember this is true-
that love is the worst thing I've ever knew........................
If I could be something that is yours
I would be your shirt, those trousers
or even an underwear that you love to boast..
So that I am the one who touches you most...!
I would be your watch,
one you never leave home without....
So that, every now and then you check me out....!......................................
Accept, dear girl, this little token,
And if between the lines you seek,
You'll find the love I've often spoken—
The love my dying lips shall speak.
Our little ones are making merry
O'er am'rous ditties rhymed in jest,
But in these words (though awkward—very)
The genuine article's expressed.
You are as fair and sweet and tender,
Dear brown-eyed little sweetheart mine,
As when, a callow youth and slender,
I asked to be your Valentine.
What though these years of ours be fleeting?
What though the years of youth be flown?
I'll mock old Tempus with repeating,
"I love my love and her alone!"
And when I fall before his reaping,
And when my stuttering speech is dumb,
Think not my love is dead or sleeping,
But that it waits for you to come.
So take, dear love, this little token,
And if there speaks in any line
The sentiment I'd fain have spoken,
Say, will you kiss your Valentine?.....................................
5' 6" jiski height ho,
Jeans jiski tight ho,
Chehara jiska bright ho,
Umar 22 se 27 ho,
Aise apni Wife ho.
Sadak per sab kahe kya cute ho,
Bhid me sab kahe side ho, side ho,
Mumbai, Delhi ya Punjab ki paidaish ho,
Sas ki seva jiski khwahish ho
Aisi apni Wife ho.
Padosi jab baat kare to haath me knife ho,
Dinner ke time candle light ho,
Ham me tum me kabhi na koi fight ho,
Milane ke baad dil delight ho,
Hey prabhu teri 'puja,shanti aur Bhakti' meri life ho.
Yeh kavita padhne ke baad log kahe "chikne, tum right ho",
Aise apni Wife ho.
kaash yeh concept .-1% percent bhi right ho
agar aisi apni wife ho
to kya hasin life ho
har kisi ki yahi farmaish ho
kudrat ki bhi aajmaish ho
khudah ke software mein bhi bug ki gunjaish ho
ay kaash, kahin to ek aisi paidaish ho
aisi apni wife ho.
Tab fir Temporary nahin permanent life ho,
Mein bhi ghode pe bethu jab meri sagai ho,
yaar bas aisi aapni wife ho............................
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