Monday, November 1, 2021

Beauty of Ithaca Fall

Dil rooi, zabaan patthar aur khayal mom ho gaye

(Heart as light as cotton, tongue tied and my thoughts melted like wax)

Unki khoobsurti mein apne hone ka ehsaas hua

(In her beauty I felt my existence)

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