Devoid is life spent in sorrow
Praying for you in paradise of dreams
Hopes of no passions--a life of no stains
Friends if you ask me of my passions
I am drowned in complete blissful spring
passions of fire burnt down all
Yet the beloved was not pacified
Passions of the crazed
faithfulness of life long lovers
Town of romancers
Is full of desires
About passions and desires
Ask not the self but the heart
Ask farhad, bismil and the moth
Sparks of ideas are lighted
just by them passioners
Heart broke--lest veil be torn
Passions persistently toy with me
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