Love Poem by Aziz Ahmad 'Aziz Moradabadi'
Love
Love surpasses all the power;
Withers it never with the hour
Life is void lacking this power,
Like a garden with no flower.
How so wondrous is this fire!
Never does it die in the mire.
Hearing the tuning of this lyre,
A * king once kicked a great empire.
It is like an electric wire;
It can connect with the world entire.
It is a great need of the hour;
Wish I do bathed in its shower.
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