WHAT`WAS THAT:Shayri for Khumar -e- Ishq

fakharenaveed

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You shoot me down in flames
you put me down a lot

I'm giving you my heart
go on
take it.
Please be careful not to break it
just remember:
It's the only one I've got
it's the only one I've got.
Don't break my heart - don't break my heart -
don't break my heart.

You make me laugh a lot and buy me silly things.
And I'd rather be with you than anyone else.
But if you make me mad
but if you make me mad

You'll wish that you had not
you'll wish that you had not.
Don't break my heart - don't break my heart -
don't break my heart.

Where are the roses and whispered sighs?
Where are the compliments and dreaming eyes?
It doesn't matter you see
I know you love me;
Real basic love never dies.
Don't break my heart - don't break my heart -
don't break my heart.

Where are the roses and whispered sighs? . . .
Don't break my heart - don't break my heart -
don't break my heart ..


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fakharenaveed

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WHAT`WAS THAT

«Reply #1 on: March 14, 2005, 07:41:38 AM »

main khayal hoon kisi aor ka mujhay sochta koi aor hai
sare aina mera aks hai pas-e-aina koi aor hai
main kisi k dast-e-talab main hoon to ksi k harf-e-dua main hoon
main naseeb hoon kisi aor ka mujhay mangta koi aor hai
ajab etbar-o-beatbari k darmian hai zindgi
main kareeb hoon kisi aor k mujhay janta koi aor hai
meri roshni teray khado khal say mukhtalif to nahi magar
too kareeb aa tujhay dekh loon too wohi hai ya koi aor hai
tujhay dushmanoo ki khabar na thi mujhay dostoo ka patta nahi
teri dastaan koi aor thi mera waqia koi aor hai
wohi munsafoon ki rawaitain wohi faisloon ki abartain
mera jurm to koi tha meri saza to koi aor hai
kabhi lot aain to poochna nahi dekhna unhain ghore say
jinhain rastay main khabar hui keh yeh rasta koi aor hai
jo meri riazat neem shab ko salim subah na mil saki
to phir is kay meni to yeh huay keh yahan khuda koi aor hai


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fakharenaveed

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WHAT`WAS THAT

«Reply #2 on: March 15, 2005, 12:50:45 AM »

i hate these ppl
they take me wrong ....
when i smile they think its bitter
when i cry they want me to cut the crap
i hate these ppl
they consider me bad
when i speak up .. they make me silent
when i dont they think i am numb
i hate these ppl
they detest me the most
when i love them they think its fake
when iam alone they consider it my fate
i hate these ppl
they always have reasons for me
when i complain they dont show up
when i am broken they laugh off
i hate these ppl
they dont think me as a human
when i xpress my feelings .. they look disturbed
when i hold on to them .. they make me suffer
i hate these ppl


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