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- Do Not Overlook My Misery Blandishing Your Eyes, And Weaving Tales, My Patience Has Over-Brimmed, O Sweetheart, Why Do You Not Take Me To Your Bosom. The Nights Of Separation Are Long Like Tresses, The Day Of Our Union Is Short Like Life; When I Do Not Get To See My Beloved Friend, How Am I To Pass The Dark Nights? Suddenly, As If The Heart, By Two Enchanting Eyes Is Beset By a Thousand Deceptions And Robbed Of Tranquility; But Who Cares Enough To Go And Report To My Darling My State Of Affairs? The Lamp Is A Flame; Every Atom Excited I Roam, Always, A Fire With Love; Neither Sleep To My Eyes, Nor Peace For My Body, Neither Comes Himself, Nor Sends Any Messages, In Honour Of The Day Of Union With The Beloved, Who Has Lured Me So Long, O Khusrau; I Shall Keep My Heart Suppressed, If Ever I Get A Chance To Get To That Place.../ - Sophix"Ticated
Posted on: Wed, 07 Aug 2013 20:51:41 +0000

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