Love is choise Vikas ambitions Vicky Thought

Vikas ambitions Vicky Thought If love comes from appreciating goodness, it needn't just happen -- We can make it happen. Love is active. we can create it. Just focus on the good in another person (and everyone has some). If we can do this easily, we can love easily.

Love is the attachment that results from deeply appreciating another's goodness.Love is patient, love is kind. but i said Love is nothing in my Life.......so do tat its so essy tat i say

Hum pyaar k bhooke hain humey pyar kijiye

Hum pyaar k bhooke hain humey pyar kijiye...

Bas itni si inaayat mujh pe aik baar kijiye

Kabhi aa ke mere zakhmon ka dedaar kijiye

Ho jaaye begaane aap shauq se sanam

Aapkee hain aapkee rahegey aitbaar kijiye

Parhne waale hi darr jaayen dekh kar ise

Kitaab-e-dil ko itnaa na daagdaar kijiye

Na majboor kijiye, ke main unko bhool jaaun

Mujhe meri wafaaon ka na gunehgaar kijiye

In jalte diyon ko dekh kar na muskuraaiye

Zara hawaaon ke chalne ka intezaar kijiye

Karna hai ishq aapse karte rahenge hum

Jo bhi karna hai aapko mere sarkaar, kijiye

Phir sapno ka ashiyaan bana liya hai maine

Phir aandhiyon ko aap khabardaar kijiye

Hame na dikhaiye ye daulaate ye shohrat

Hum pyaar ke bhookhe hain humey pyaar kijiye

Hum pyaar k bhooke hain humey pyar kijiye...

Usko bhi mujhse pyar to hai….

Usko bhi mujhse pyar to hai….

Us ko mera halka sa ehsaas to hai

be-dard sahi woh meri humraaz to hai,

woh aaye na aaye mere paas lekin,

shiddat se mujhe uska intezar to hai,

abhi nahi to kya hua mil hi jaayegi kabhi,

mere dil mein usse milan ki aas to hai,

pyaar ki gawahi mere aansuon se na maang

barasti nahi aankhien magar dil udaas to hai………!!!!!!!!!!

Usko bhi mujhse pyar to hai….

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love vicky as friend

An incomplete love story

An incomplete love story

Where do I start my love story

What you want to know about my love story

How can I tell about my sad love story

When I start to tell then my tears roll down She was there

always for me like an angel

I could hold her in my arm

I could hug her with my heart

I could kiss her tenderly

She gave her unconditional love with passion

She was the world to me

I have walked with her every moment and

the mountains and oceans opened their heart for us

What a wonderful day when I was with her,

Those days were the best days of my life

But till the Satan separated me from her

I did not know that her sickness will end her life

She can not see the tears in my eyes

Neither the pain in my heart that cries for her everyday

My love story ends into an Incomplete Story.

The only thing we never get enough of is love; and the only thing we never give

enough of is love. Vicky Firend

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vicky as a Friend

(vicky Friend)