Baqi Jahan mei Qais na Farhad reh gya.
Afsana Aashiqon ka faqt yaad reh gya.
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Pabandiyon ny Ishq ki Be’kas rakha Mujhy.
Mai so Aseeriyon mei bhi Azaad reh gya.
Things base and vile, holding no quantity, Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind. Nor hath Love's mind of any judgment taste; Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste.
Hakikat jaan lo bichhad jaane se pehle
meri sun lo apni sunaane se pehle
ye soch lena bhulaane se pehle
bahut royi hain ye ankhein muskurane se pehle..