The mistress in the burqua
When she passes by,
It lightens and strikes me,
Just saw her at a glance
And fell in love with her
Who whispered to into
The ears of mine,
See me but with love,
Follow me,
I am a star, I am a moon,
Your moon-like love, mehbooba,
I am a shayari
And you my shayar,
I am a ghazal
And you the singer of it,
I am a quawwalli
And you a quawwal.
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