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one more Lion Says Allah.Cooool!

B|ACK — Wed, 27 Jan 2010 11:15:36 GMT

Funny Baby Sleep

B|ACK — Wed, 27 Jan 2010 11:13:37 GMT

2 Funny Babies Laughing

B|ACK — Wed, 27 Jan 2010 11:11:16 GMT

hen vs puppy

B|ACK — Wed, 27 Jan 2010 11:07:14 GMT

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D/F B/T monkey and donkey

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:14:39 GMT

What is the difference between
Monkey & Donkey ?
Monkey saves this message
&
Donkey deletes this message.

Choice is urs……..:p

Rose are lal

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:13:59 GMT

Roses r lal
skies r nila,
ur brain is like khali patila.
Bura man liya?

O.K

Roses r red
skies r blue,
I born smart
what d hell hapened to u.

Thora sa or bura manlo :p

Har bar hamara

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:13:40 GMT

Kion har bar mosam ki tarah badal jate ho,
Har bar hamara dil dukhatay ho,

Yeh bat sun ker hamari roh tak kanp gaye,
Ae dost tum masjidon se chapal or lote churate ho

Only u were selected

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:13:13 GMT

My eyes detected
My heart reacted
Thousand were rejected &
Only you were selected.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Because I needed a monkey
for an advertisement.

Wht is d/f b/t

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:12:51 GMT

What? is a difference between
a Kiss, a Car and a Monkey?

A kiss is so dear,?
A car is too dear and
A monkey is U dear.

6 turth of life

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:12:25 GMT

6 truths of life:-
1. You cannot touch all of your teeth with your tongue.
2. All idiots, after reading the first truth, try it.
3. The first truth is a lie.
4. You’re smiling now, because you are an idiot.
5. You soon will forward this to another idiot.
6. There’s still a stupid smile on your face

REad each word

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:11:44 GMT

Read each word Reversely:

A’
suomaF
rotcoD
dloT
eM
tahT
ylnO
latneM
stneitaP
evaH
ehT
tnelaT
oT
daeR
$M$
revenehW
stI
nettirW
‘…ylesreveR

Many sMs for u

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:10:54 GMT

A beautiful belief A beautiful belief: If God answers ur prayer, He is increasing ur faith. If He delays, He is increasing ur patience If he doesn’t answer, He knows u can handle posted in Wise SMS Quotes Each moment of your life is a picture Each moment of your life is a picture which u had never seen before. And which ull never see again so enjoy & live life & make each moment beautiful…. posted in Wise SMS Quotes Treat everyone with politeness THOUGHT ...

Best frnd ship

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:09:09 GMT

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Good take care

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:08:48 GMT

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__0000000_0000000. * . * . *TAKE
__0000 OOOO 00000. * . * . *CARE
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* . * .. ** .. * . * . * . *.*THIS sms

Taj mehal for u

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:08:03 GMT

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So rahy ho kiA

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:07:37 GMT

( /
; )
( /
SO rahe ho KYA?

(@
; (
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GHOORO MAT

( I
; )
( ì
AANKHEIN KHOLO

( ì
; )
(é
DONO KHOLO

(é
; )
(é
CHALO sms kar

Still wake

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:07:18 GMT

. ‘ 12 ‘ .
9 !/ 3
‘ . 6 . ‘

. ‘ 12 ‘ .
9 !_ 3
‘ . 6 . ‘

. ‘ 12 ‘ .
9 _! 3
‘ . 6 . ‘
still awake?
Time to sleep,
GOOD NITE
+
SLEEP TIGHT
+
SWEET DREAMZ!!

Want to say marry

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:06:56 GMT

() ”’*()
(….’o’.)
Hmm…..

() “‘* ()
(.’o'….)
Where are you?

()*”’ ()
(……..)
where?

() ””*()
(.’o-…).”)
Ah..! There u r…

just want to say
Merry Christmas

Kafi dino se sms nhe bheja

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:06:17 GMT

Kafi dino se sms nahi bheja,
Chalo sit stand kro
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Y
.IL

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.IL

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Y
.IL

Chalo bus karo ainda
SMS kertay rehna

Happy winter season

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:05:40 GMT

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( ‘ ; ‘ ) ,, ” ,, ” ,, ” ,, ”
(,,)(,,) ,,” ,, ” ,, ” ,,
OOooo….Sardi.

“HAPPY WINTER SEASON”

Enjoy the winter…

Is liye fraz thA

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:05:01 GMT

Haqiqat samjho ya afsana,
Apna samjho ya baigana,

Hamara aapka rishta he purana,
Is liye farz tha aap ko batana,

kay garmiyan aa gayi hain,
Ab shuru ker do roz nahana!

jao nahao (,?. *,?.)

Two massage

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 17:04:21 GMT

Rooz khawab mein nazar aatey ho tum

rooz khawab mein nazar aatey ho tum
kio mujhey neend mein bi daratay ho tum

posted in Funny SMS, Poetry SMS
Tujh bin zindagi ka tasawar hi nahi hai

Tujh bin zindagi ka tasawar hi nahi hai ,
Tere sang ho zindagi aisa bhi koi scene nahi hai,

Iss dunya mein, tum he sab say haseen ho
mein aur kahon jhot kitna, ke tum ko yaqeen h

Wife came home

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 16:57:18 GMT

Wife came home with a goat.
Husband asked”Is bhains ko ghar kion lai ho?”
Wife:”Dikhta nahin, bakri hy!”
Husband:”Bakri se hi poch raha hon”

Only ture frnd

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 16:56:41 GMT

Only true friends stand by u
during bad times.
I promise
I will attend ur wedding.

Devil came to

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 16:56:01 GMT

Devils went to Court to Prove
that he is The Most,
Cruel & wicked Guy on Earth.

But he Failed, He Came Out Angrily & Asked,
Yaar ye “ALTAF BHAI” kon hai?

Kal raat machar

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 16:55:43 GMT

kal raat machar ne kata mere chehre par,
dil mien junoon tha…aankhoon mien khoon tha,

uthaya ussay masal dene k liye par khayal aya,
kambakht mien bhi akhir apna hi khoon tha

BEfore marriage

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 16:55:24 GMT

Before marriage:
Roses are red, sky is blue,
O my darling! I love you…

After Marriage:
Roses are dead,
I have flu,
don’t come near me,
Paray hatt tuu,

Two devil came

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 16:54:55 GMT

Two devils came in 2 my dreams.
They said,
“We want 2 disturb some good person.”
I suggest them your name.
They said,
“We cannot disturb our boss.”

How do u speel

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 16:54:37 GMT

TEACHER: Johny, how do you spell “crocodile”?
JOHNY: “K-R-O-K-O-D-A-I-L”

TEACHER: No, that’s wrong
JOHNY: Maybe it’s wrong, but you ask me how I spell it!

Difference b/t boyfrnd and husband

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 16:53:55 GMT

oy friend is fun,
&
Husband is gun,

Boy friend is light of moon,
&
Husband is month of june,

Boy friend is tooty fruity,
&
Husband is qismat phooti.

CAn U till

HackeR — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 16:52:45 GMT

A : u r Active
B : u r Best
C : u r Cute
D : u r my Dearest
E : u r Excelant
F : u r alwayz First
G : u r Great
Sorry cant lie till Z…

Its a beautiful girl

HackeR — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:59:49 GMT

ITS GREAT TO BE A GIRL! V can use tears as a threat:) Most guys wont hit us:) V cn always find sum1 2 pay 4 our drink:p V slap hard:p V r tempting:) V dont haf 2 pay 4 dinner;) V r da subject of almost All da love songs:p No matter how mean v r,v cn always get sum1 2 fall in love wid us:) V dnt always mean what v say;) V dnt always say what v mean;) Our Handwriting is Always Better:p fwd 2 gals 2 make dm proud n 2 boys 2 make them jealous;)

The Tiger..........

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:13:51 GMT

Tiger Tiger. burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye. Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, & what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat. What dread hand? & what dread feet? What the hammer? what the chain, In what furnace was thy brain? What the anvil? what ...

Pathan ki king

HackeR — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:55:46 GMT

Pathan ki tang me gehra cut lag gya
Nurse: Is me 10 tankey lage'nge

Pathan : ktna kharcha hoga?

Nurse:3000

Pathan:tanka lgwana hy

Karhai nhi karwani =P

The Yellow Gas

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:14:58 GMT

The yellow gas is fired from street to street past rows of heartless homes and hearths unlit, dead churches, and the unending pavement beat by crowds - say rather, haggard shades that flit Round nightly haunts of their delusive dream, where'er our paradisal instinct starves: - till on the utmost post, its sinuous gleam crawls in the oily water of the wharves; Where Homer's sea loses his keen breath, hemm'd what place rebellious piles were driven down - the priestlike waters to this ...

Autumn...............!!!!!

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:14:17 GMT

Autumn: the year breathes dully towards its death, beside its dying sacrificial fire; the dim world's middle-age of vain desire is strangely troubled, waiting for the breath that speaks the winter's welcome malison to fix it in the unremembering sleep: the silent woods brood o'er an anxious deep, and in the faded sorrow of the sun, I see my dreams' dead colours, one by one, forth-conjur'd from their smouldering palaces, fade slowly with the sigh of the passing year. They wander not ...

The Sick Rose

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:12:10 GMT

The Sick Rose
William Blake

O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm.
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:

Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.

The Chimney Sweeper

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:11:39 GMT

The Chimney Sweeper William Blake When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue, Could scarcely cry weep weep weep weep, So your chimneys I sweep & in soot I sleep. Theres little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head That curled like a lambs back was shav'd, so I said. Hush Tom never mind it, for when your head's bare, You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair And so he was quiet. & that very night. As Tom was a sleeping he had ...

London..................

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:11:06 GMT

I wander thro' each charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow, And mark in every face I meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe. In every cry of every Man, In every Infant's cry of fear, In every voice, in every ban, The mind-forg'd manacles I hear. How the Chimney-sweeper's cry Every black'ning Church appalls; And the hapless Soldier's sigh Runs in blood down Palace walls. But most thro' midnight streets I hear How the youthful Harlot's curse Blasts ...

A Poison Tree

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:10:02 GMT

I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I waterd it in fears, Night and morning with my tears: And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night, Till it bore an apple bright. And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine. And into my garden stole. When the night had veiled the pole; In the morning glad I see, My foe outstretchd beneath ...

The Crocus

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:09:15 GMT

THE CROCUS Harriet Beecher Stowe Beneath the sunny autumn sky, With gold leaves dropping round, We sought, my little friend and I, The consecrated ground, Where, calm beneath the holy cross, O'ershadowed by sweet skies, Sleeps tranquilly that youthful form, Those blue unclouded eyes. Around the soft, green swelling mound We scooped the earth away, And buried deep the crocus-bulbs Against a coming day. "These roots are dry, and brown, and sere; Why plant them ...

Eliza Crossing the River

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:08:50 GMT

ELIZA CROSSING THE RIVER Harriet Beecher Stowe From her resting-place by the trader chased, Through the winter evening cold, Eliza came with her boy at last, Where a broad deep river rolled. Great blocks of the floating ice were there, And the water's roar was wild, But the cruel trader's step was near, Who would take her only child. Poor Harry clung around her neck, But a word he could not say, For his very heart was faint with fear, And with flying all that day. ...

Growing Old

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:08:01 GMT

Growing Old Matthew Arnold What is it to grow old? Is it to lose the glory of the form, The lustre of the eye? Is it for beauty to forego her wreath? Yes, but not for this alone. Is it to feel our strength Not our bloom only, but our strength decay? Is it to feel each limb Grow stiffer, every function less exact, Each nerve more weakly strung? Yes, this, and more! but not, Ah, 'tis not what in youth we dreamed 'twould be! 'Tis not to have our life Mellowed and softened as ...

To Marguerite

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:07:34 GMT

Yes! in the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone. The islands feel the enclasping flow, And then their endless bounds they know. But when the moon their hollows lights, And they are swept by balms of spring, And in their glens, on starry nights, The nightingales divinely sing; And lovely notes, from shore to shore, Across the sounds and channels pour Oh! then a longing like despair Is to ...

To A Friend

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:07:01 GMT

Who prop, thou ask'st in these bad days, my mind? He much, the old man, who, clearest-souled of men, Saw The Wide Prospect, and the Asian Fen, And Tmolus hill, and Smyrna bay, though blind. Much he, whose friendship I not long since won, That halting slave, who in Nicopolis Taught Arrian, when Vespasian's brutal son Cleared Rome of what most shamed him. But be his My special thanks, whose even-balanced soul, From first youth tested up to extreme old age, Business could not make ...

Memorial Verses

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:06:31 GMT

Goethe in Weimar sleeps, and Greece, Long since, saw Byron's struggle cease. But one such death remain'd to come; The last poetic voice is dumb We stand to-day by Wordsworth's tomb. When Byron's eyes were shut in death, We bow'd our head and held our breath. He taught us little; but our soul Had felt him like the thunder's roll. With shivering heart the strife we saw Of passion with eternal law; And yet with reverential awe We watch'd the fount of fiery life Which ...

Immortality

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:06:02 GMT

Foil'd by our fellow-men, depress'd, outworn, We leave the brutal world to take its way, And, Patience! in another life, we say The world shall be thrust down, and we up-borne. And will not, then, the immortal armies scorn The world's poor, routed leavings? or will they, Who fail'd under the heat of this life's day, Support the fervours of the heavenly morn? No, no! the energy of life may be Kept on after the grave, but not begun; And he who flagg'd not in the earthly ...

Dover Beach

abiotic — Sat, 23 Jan 2010 19:05:29 GMT

The sea is calm tonight. The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the straits; on the French coast the light Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night air! Only, from the long line of spray Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land, Listen! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin, With ...