Of the high virtues in praises
With common denominations
Time shall be defeated lest
Songs are sung for the times
Carried in hearts and on tongues
In soliloquies with longing sometimes
Lullaby to the sleeping attuned
Lovers listen and sing
For you is all the praises
Thus art thou praised
The praises thou sing for the beloved
Islamabad
10/6/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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