The roses that you sent on my birthday
I received them,
Received them
On the Facebook,
The flowers of joy,
Love and friendship,
The flowers of sympathy and bonding
Smeared with dew drops
And had you not,
I would not have
Remembered my birthday,
Had you not
I would not have felt
Rejuvenated,
Hale and hearty.
The balloons flying in the air,
Nature as a girl named Fiza
Welcoming me
And the evening scented heavily
With seulis and chhatim tree blossoms,
Drawing the blinds
As some Khatun,
Miss Burkhawalli,
In full burkha
And I viewing her,
Following her
As a quawwal,
A shayar,
Mein shayar to nahin,
Magar yei hansin jab she dekha meine tujhko-mujhko
Shayari yaa gayin,
Mein aasiq to nahin magar yei hansi jab she dekha
meine tujhko-mujhko aashiqui yaa gayin...
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