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یہ صفحہ صرف وزنِ فاعلاتن فاعلاتن فاعلاتن فاعلن (رمل مثمن محذوف) میں آنے والی نظمیں دکھاتا ہے۔
Do not grieve over any joy that has gone forever, for it will return to you in another form, know that for sure.
My king of moonfaced ones went up to his sick lovers, saying, “O pale cheeks and saffronbed of mine!
The intellectual is all the time engaged in showing off; the lover is all the time becoming unselfed and distraught;
Saki, now that you are drunk, fling yourself on me; to recollect tomorrow is credit—smite the neck of credit.
What light is that in the midst of the darkness of your soul? A royal splendor is shining in my heart—who is that?
Lover, open your two eyes and behold in yourself four streams—a stream of water, a stream of wine, streams of milk and honey.
Sweetly parading you go—my soul of soul, go not without me; life of your friends, enter not the garden without me.