ghazal page 185--talu tabash
Why he looks a picture of loss
That changes his countenance completely
Pulling down dream castles in wakefulness
Why reconstructed they are in dreams again
My defeats are my choices made
Why my fleeting destiny blamed
Remove if possible my carved image from your mind
Why throw out my presence from your room,
Unreal dreams are non existant
Why looking for traces of beams of desirous joy
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