ग़ज़ल

As soon the eve falls, tears moisten my eyes
your remembrance pricks me with the flicker of the lights.

In my heart your thoughts & memories dwell so deep
there is no peace within me, nor can I let a sigh of relief.

The watch of love that I have tied on my wrist
ticks away the time full of your memories.

Passion of love has made me die an immortal death
my heart still beats, no, I am not dead yet.

You are not there, but your remembrance, my beloved
in the dusk, walks past the greens of my lawn, Oh! beloved.

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