naive are who ask why ghalib lives
when fated he is to die another day--ghalib
Its no youth no youth for is
Empty of magical passion--jigar
Lest my desire is fulfilled
I fear you fade away from my mind--nasir qasmi
Stop not for me o stranger
Changes not life just by passing by--mehmood khazim
My secrets are about to be uncovered
When my insight is covered
Slumbering heavy eyes open wide
The stone I am unmelting uncrushable--jazeb qureshi
The new stars shone in my light
A tiny mud lamp illuminates the insignificant path--salim ahmed
Unidentifiable emotions in your eyes
Storms of worried connections visible--iftikhar arif
Drunkenness is a state of mind
Blame not the giver the glass or the wine--iqbal azim
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