I see magic in those gazes of pain again
My attempts to hide will soon go in vain again

The wandering cloud will send us rain again
Years of longing in it, it won’t retain again

Karewas will not host any collateral perpetrations
Demeaned oppressor will find his brain again

Verses by obscured versifiers will be composed
Akin to Khayaam’s that unrivaled quatrain again

Far from the dissension of Masjid and Mandir
The worshippers of Tavern will abstain again

In the appealing eyes of Laila, Majnun will plunge
The world will witness love’s old strain again


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