In the garden of my heart
There are very few flowers
Among them you are the most beautiful
Thy
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In the sky of adore there is a star close to the moon
In this tranquil eve what a sight of beauty and boon
On this delightful moment say something ‘O' Nisar
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In my hermit of nature artistry serene
A single hope has flourishing been
Soon I unite with my dearest one
Severe thirst has nourishing been
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Neither are mornings nor any noon
Sleepless nights are a writer's boon
Why do you float on a chaos's boat
O dear writer get well soon
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Till the day before
The birds sang in garden
With melody and gay
Amongst the flora and hay
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Academician, writer & poet)
I Love My Heart
In the garden of my heart
There are very few flowers
Among them you are the most beautiful
Thy
I love my heart
Because thee dwell in my heart
My heart is thy abode
My heart sometimes feels pain
and sometimes pleasure
When I remember you
What is this? Do tell me!
O dear, I cannot stop my heart from beating
As the heart beating is from you
If my heart stops its beating
It is not its fault
Thy hand held it.
Oh weak heart
Why do you fear?
Do not feel
Because you are not weak
As your dearest one dwells in you
Meaningless your fearing is.