Us Ne Door Rehnay Ka Mashwara B Likha Ha,
Saat He Mohabbat Ka Wasta B Likha Ha.
Us Ne Yeh B Likha Ha Meray Ghar Nehn AAna,
Or saaf Lafzon Me Rasta B Likha Ha
You Were A Revelation
The Day I Saw You Standing
In The Distance
Your Hands Held Tight The Balcony
An Overcast Look Adorned Your Face
And For The Second Time In My Life
I Needed To Hold You
And Oh, How I Wanted To.
Forgive Me.
He who is in love
is wise and is becoming wiser,
sees newly every time he
looks at the object beloved,
drawing from it with his eyes
and his mind those virtues
which it possesses.
Chehare Pe Mere Zulf Ko Phailaao Kisii Din
Kyaa Roz Garajate Ho Baras Jaao Kisii Din
Khushbuu Kii Tarah Guzaro Mere Dil Kii Galii Se
Phuulon Kii Tarah Mujh Pe Bikhar Jaao Kisii Din
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
