Jazbaat Jitne Hain Dil Mein...
Mere Hi Jaise Hain Woh Be-Zuban...
Jo Tum Se Main Keh Na Paya...
Kehti Hain Woh Meri Khamoshiyan
Friday, October 19, 2007
Posted by aarzoo at 5:53 PM 0 comments
Kabhi khamosh baithogi kabhi kuch gungunaogi
Main utanaa yaad aaungaa mujhe jitanaa bhulaogi
Koi jab puch baithega khamoshi kaa sabab tum se
Bahut samjhana chahogi magar samajha na paogi
Kahin par bhii rahen ham, muhabat phir muhabat hai
Tumhen ham yaad aayenge, hamen tum yaad aaogi
Posted by aarzoo at 5:45 PM 0 comments
dosti unse karo jo nibhana jaantey ho,
nafrat unse karo jo bhulana jantey ho...
gussa unse karo jo manaana jantey ho,
aur pyar.....
aur pyar unse karo jo pyar lutana jantey ho....
Posted by aarzoo at 5:43 PM 0 comments
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
koi tumse poochhe kaun hun main,
tum keh dena koi khas nahi...
ek dost hai kachha pakka sa,
ek jhooth hai aadha sachha sa...
jazbaat ko dhake ek parda bus,
ek bahana hai achha sa....
jeewan ka ek aisa saathi hai,
jo door na ho kar bhi paas nahi...
koi tumse pooche kaun hu main,
tum keh dena koi khas nahi....
Posted by aarzoo at 11:25 PM 0 comments
Friday, October 5, 2007
Don't dance so fast
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask how are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,"Hi"
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
Posted by aarzoo at 7:53 AM 0 comments