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یہ صفحہ صرف صنفِ غزل کے تحت آنے والی نظمیں دکھاتا ہے۔
Garden, do you know in whose wind you are dancing? You are pregnant with fruit, intoxicated with the rose bower.
How happy the day when you return from the road and shine in the window of the soul like the moon from above!
If the knowledge of the tavern were your intimate companion, this [formal] knowledge and science would be mere wind and caprice in your eyes;
Become a lover, become a lover and bid groaning be gone; you are after all a king’s son, how long will you be a prisoner?
I found in my house a token of the king, a ring of ruby and a belt particular of the mine.
I grant that you do not see the face of that Chinese girl; do you not see the moving of this veil proceeds from her moving?
Heart, since you have become understanding of the mysteries, you have become useless for all other employments.