My thirst was intense
Still
I did not touch water
I kept on seeing
O river, the flow
of your waters.
***
[My heart was pining
to say hello to her
and tell her who I was
secretly in love with her
Still
I stood there looking at her
admiring her poise, her beauty.
She looked at me and smiled
Shocked, I almost died...]
shadīd pyaas thī phir bhī chhuā na paanī ko
maiñ dekhtā rahā dariyā tirī ravānī ko
-SHAHRYAR
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