Agar aap hote

1)Agar Aap Ek Tedy Bear Hote To Pass Aapne Rakh Leti Daal Ki Aapni Jholi Mein Sang Aapne Le Chalti Subaho Sham Deti Ek Pyaara Sa Kiss Kaheti Mr Hun Main Teri Miss Hug Kar Ke Roz Raat Ko Sang Aapne Sulati Kash Aap Barbi Doll Hote To Aapne Show Case Mein Rakh Leti Dekha Ke Aapne Doston Ko Khub Bost Kiya Karti Jab Khelti Sakhiya Ghar Ghar To Aapna Dulha Bana Leti Halwa Puri Bana Ke Roz Aapne Dulhe Raja Ko Deti Agar Aap Mere Doggi Hote To Chain Se Banadh Ke Rakhti Kaan Pakdke Keechti Aur Khoob Pyaar Karti Agar Aap Hote Mere Pc To Din Raat Aap Ko Dekhti Chahe Mama Kitna Datti Aap Se Hi Baate Karti Raheti Par Aap Ho Ek Hakiqat Ho Aap Ko Dil Hun De Bathi Paa Nahi Sakti To Kya Yeh Dostana Nahi Tutne Dungi 

2)Jab Bhi main tere samne hota hun. Na Jane Kyon Aisa Lagta hain. Ye waqt Yanhi tham jaye. Zamana Na Jane Kyun Itna Tez Bheta Hain. 

3)ab Bhi Ata hain tera naam mere naam ke sath, Log Jal Jal Kar Khakh Hue Jate Hain. Udtha Hain Dil Se Jaise Dhuwan. Bus woh Chone se hi Rakh hue Jate hain. 

4)Na Jane Kyon ek baat mere dil main kab se atki hain. Sayad wo tum hi tu jo ajj tak mujh se lepti hain. Nahi sone deta ye khalipan mujh ko. Kabhi anso…khabi rona, khabhi sisiki hain 

5)kya kahun tum se main ke kya hai ishq jan ka rog hai, bala hai ishq ishq hi ishq hai jahan dekho sare aalam mein bhar raha hai ishq ishq mashuq ishq aashiq hai yani apna hi mubtala hai ishq ishq hai tarz-o-taur ishq ke tain kaheen banda kaheen khuda hai ishq kon maqsad ko ishq bin pahuncha aarzoo ishq va mudda hai ishq koyi khvahan nahi mohabbat ka tu kahe jins-e-narawa hai ishq meerji zard hote jate hain kya kaheen tum ne bhi kiya hai ishq? 

6)Yar tha gulzar tha bad-e-saba thi main na tha layaq-e-pa-bos-e-jan kya hina thi main na tha hath kyon bandhe mere challa agar chori hua ye sarapa shokhi-e-rang-e-hina thi main na tha main ne pucha kya hua wo aap ka husn-o-shabab hans ke bola wo sanam shan-e-khuda thi main na tha main sisakata reh gaya aur mar gaye farahad-o-qais kya unhin donon ke hisse mein qaza thi main na tha 

7)Khamosh palko py dariya ru ka ha abi WA Tumhary intzar main ek lamha ru ka ha abi WA Sadiyon ka fasla to tay karliya hum ny Sirf do Qadmo ka safar ru ka ha abi WA Waqt ky sagar pa rawan ho tum ye jan lo Tumhary piyar k liye ek shaks ru ka ha abi WA Ajao k zindgi tamam na ho jaey meri Bary ehtamam say mot ko tala ha abi WA Sadaen de de k bayawaz na hojaon kahi main Ajao laut k ek jumla meri zuban pe ruka ha abi WA.. 

8)AST night, we fled, close locked, in sweet embrace, Across the empty kingdom men call "Space." So deep the solitude, I could but feel Your fear within. It made my senses reel. I clasped you closer, with encircling arm, As though to shield you from impending harm And like a zephyr, from the sun-kissed South, I felt the pressure of your trembling mouth. A flame shot through my soul, in that first kiss. I was on fire. I knew no thought but this; I loved you--mind, heart, body, brain and soul. And had--since centuries first began to roll. And when your melting mouth had answered mine, Within your eyes, a new-born light divine Proclaimed the wondrous miracle was done, And our two souls had melted into one. Oh! idiot Earth, to waste the dew of youth, Along the borderlands of perfect truth! Oh! dolts and dullards, with your feet of clay! To shun the glorious light of perfect day! In that first kiss, the past was all laid bare. The future years, transparent as the air In swift procession, swept across our path And left me drunk, with love's sweet aftermath. 

9)F rightly tuneful bards decide, If it be fix'd in Love's decrees, That Beauty ought not to be tried But by its native power to please, Then tell me, youths and lovers, tell-- What fair can Amoret excel? Beholt that bright unsullied smile, And wisdom speaking in her mien: Yet--she so artless all the while, So little studious to be seen-- We naught but instant gladness know, Nor think to whom the gift we owe. But neither music, nor the powers Of youth and mirth and frolic cheer, Add half the sunshine to the hours, Or make life's prospect half so clear, As memory brings it to the eye From scenes where Amoret was by. This, sure, is Beauty's happiest part; This gives the most unbounded sway; This shall enchant the subject heart When rose and lily fade away; And she be still, in spite of Time, Sweet Amoret in all her prime. 

10)"RYING cranes and wheeling crows... I'll remember them," she said; And I will be your own, God knows, And the sin be on my head. I will be your own and glad; Lovers would be fools to care How a thing is good or bad, When the sky is everywhere... "I will be your own," she said, "Because your voice is like the rain, And your kiss is wine and bread Better than my father's grain." So I took her where she spoke, Breasts of snow and burning mouth... Crying cranes and drifting smoke And the blackbirds wheeling south. 

11)YD, Absolon, thy gilte tresses clere; Ester, ley thou thy mekness al a-doun; Hyd, Jonathas, al thy frendly manere; Penalopee, and Marcia Catoun, Mak of your wyfhod no comparisoun; Hyde ye your beautes, Isoude and Eleyne; My lady cometh, that all this may disteyne. Thy faire body, lat hit nat appere, Lavyne; and thou, Lucresse of Rome toun, And Polixene, that boghten love so dere, And Cleopatre, with al thy passioun, Hyde ye your trouthe of love and your renoun; And thou, Tisbe, that hast of love swich peyne; My lady cometh, that al this may disteyne. Herro, Dido, Laudomia, alle y-fere [1], And Phyllis, hanging for thy Demophoun, And Canace, espyed by thy chere, Ysiphile, betraysed with Jasoun, Maketh of your trouthe neyther boost ne soun; Nor Ypermistre or Adriane, ye tweyne; My lady cometh, that all this may disteyne 

12)OTHER of memories, mistress of mistresses, O thou, my pleasure, thou, all my desire, Thou shalt recall the beauty of caresses, The charm of evenings by the gentle fire, Mother of memories, mistress of mistresses! The eves illumined by the burning coal, The balcony where veiled rose-vapour clings-- How soft your breast was then, how sweet your soul! Ah, and we said imperishable things, Those eves illumined by the burning coal. Lovely the suns were in those twilights warm, And space profound, and strong life's pulsing flood, In bending o'er you, queen of every charm, I thought I breathed the perfume in your blood. The suns were beauteous in those twilights warm. The film of night flowed round and over us, And my eyes in the dark did your eyes meet; I drank your breath, ah! sweet and poisonous, And in my hands fraternal slept your feet-- Night, like a film, flowed round and over us. I can recall those happy days forgot, And see, with head bowed on your knees, my past. Your languid beauties now would move me not Did not your gentle heart and body cast The old spell of those happy days forgot. Can vows and perfumes, kisses infinite, Be reborn from the gulf we cannot sound; As rise to heaven suns once again made bright After being plunged in deep seas and profound? Ah, vows and perfumes, kisses infinite! 

13)E'RE married, they say, and you think you have won me,-- Well, take this white veil from my head, and look on me; Here's matter to vex you, and matter to grieve you, Here's doubt to distrust you, and faith to believe you,-- I am all as you see, common earth, common dew; Be wary, and mould me to roses, not rue! Ah! shake out the filmy thing, fold after fold, And see if you have me to keep and to hold,-- Look close on my heart--see the worst of its sinning,-- It is not yours to-day for the yesterday's winning-- The past is not mine--I am too proud to borrow-- You must grow to new heights if I love you to-morrow. I have wings flattened down and hid under my veil: They are subtle as light--you can never undo them, And swift in their flight--you can never pursue them, And spite of all clasping, and spite of all bands, I can slip like a shadow, a dream, from your hands. Nay, call me not cruel, and fear not to take me, I am yours for my life-time, to be what you make me,-- To wear my white veil for a sign, or a cover, As you shall be proven my lord, or my lover; A cover for peace that is dead, or a token Of bliss that can never be written or spoken. 

14)RACIOUS and lovable and sweet, She made his jaded pulses beat, And made the glare of streets grow dim And life more soft and hushed for him.... Over her shoulder now she smiled Trustfully to him, like a child, The while her fingers gayly moved Alonge these white keys dearly loved, Making them laugh a jocund measure, Making them show and sing her pleasure.... A smile that dwelt upon his eyes, To see what mood might therein rise,-- What point of soft light seen afar Which might dilate to moon or star.... A smile that for a second space Brooded wistfully on her face, Opening soft her spirit's door, Disclosing depths undreamed before: Passionate depths of half-seen flame, Young loveliness despising shame, Desire that trembled to meet desire, And fire that yearned to fuse with fire.... And lightly then she turned away, Ironic music rippled gay,-- Subtle sarcastic flippancies Disguising speechless ecstasies... "Play something else..." He rose to turn The pages, while the deep nocturne Struck slow rich chords of plangent pain, Beautiful, into heart and brain; A tortured, anguished, suffering thing That seemed at once to cry and sing; Despairing love that strove to find The face beloved with fingers blind. He saw her body's slender grace, This drooping shoulder, shadowed face; All of her body, hidden so In saffron satin's flush and flow,-- Its white and simple loveliness,-- Came on his heart like giddiness, Seductive as this music came; Until her body seemed like flame,-- Intense white flame, so swiftly moving That it gave scarcely time for loving; But rapid as the sun she seemed, A blinding light that flowed and streamed And sang and shone through roaring space.... The sun itself! for now her face, Wherein this music's whole soul dwelt, Drew him like helpless star, he felt A fierce compulsion, reckless, mad, A sweet compulsion, troubled, glad, His trembling hands went out to her, Her cool flesh made his senses blur; While, head thrown backward, sinking dim, She opened wide her soul to him.... Past his life went whirls of lights, Chaos of music, days and nights, Her wild eyes yearned to lure him in And close him up in dark of sin, To lure him in and drink him down And all his soul in love to drown.... Her nakedness he seemed to see. And breast to breast, and knee to knee, Tremulous, breathless, swaying, burning, Body to beautiful body yearning, In joy and terror, flesh to flesh, They flamed in passion's fine red mesh,-- Living in one short breath again The cosmic tide's whole bliss and pain, Darkness and ether, nebulous fire, Vast suns whirled forth by vast desire, Huge moons flung out with monstrous mirth And stars in glorious hells of birth, All jubilating, blazing, reeling, An orgiastic splendor wheeling, Moon torn from earth and star from sun In screaming pain, titanic fun, And stars whirled back to sun again To be consumed in flaming pain!... In them at last all life was met: They were God's self! This earth had set. Mad fires of life sang through their veins, Ruinous blisses, joyous pains, Life the destroyer, life the breaker, And death, the everlasting maker.... 

15)OLLOW your saint, follow with accents sweet! Haste you, sad notes, fall at her flying feet! There, wrapt in cloud of sorrow, pity move, And tell the ravisher of my soul I perish for her love: But if she scorns my never-ceasing pain, Then burst with sighing in her sight, and ne'er return again! All that I sung still to her praise did tend; Still she was first, still she my songs did end; Yet she my love and music both doth fly, The music that her echo is and beauty's sympathy: Then let my notes pursue her scornful flight! It shall suffice that they were breathed and died for her delight.

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