His lovely image was drown in my heart,
His beauty was written thousands of ghazals,
they were said to
be beautifully unimaginable, Taj is beautiful, which is beautiful from the marble, whom
Hussein had written, the statue of Ajanta was written,
thousands of ghazals were written to their beauty,
the fragrance of their jiva settled in my soul,
his lovely image was down in my heart,
in anklets was that the heart,
the blinking of their anklets
were writing a song adorned with notes,
were writing their beauty on thousands Ghazal
You look so beautiful ,you kind of woman of my dream