Mudat k Baad Dekha usay Bdla Hoa Tha Wo Najane Kiya Hadsa Hua Sehma Hua Tha Wo Mujhy Dekh Kar Usne Chehra To Chupa Liya Magar Ankhein Bata Rahi Thi k Roya Howa Tha Wo Uski Ankhon Mein Dekh Kar Mehsos Hua Mujhe Meri Tarha Kisis Soach Mein Doba Hua Tha Wo
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.