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یہ صفحہ صرف وزنِ فعلاتن فعلاتن فعلاتن فعلن (رمل مثمن مخبون محذوف) میں آنے والی نظمیں دکھاتا ہے۔
Mind you do not slip, for the road behind and ahead is wet with blood; man-robbers are nowadays more numerous than gold-robbers.
Has perchance this instant the tip of that tress become scattered? For such a Tartar musk has become amber-diffusing.
All slept, and yet sleep did not transport me, heart-forlorn as I am; all night my eyes counted the stars in the sky.
Have you heard that sugar has become cheap in the town? Have you heard that winter has vanished and summer is here?
This fledgling pigeon essayed the air and flew off when he heard a whistle and a call from the unseen.