The thoughts of young both msaked with plain
From Qalandar's eyes can't hid remain.
I know Your states for I too crost,
these tracts in times which now are past.
The wisw bout words do not quarrel,
He heeds not shell who seeks the pearl.
Men crazed wuth love of ALLAH possess,
Wit that from spark the flame can guess.
An import complex confirmed by heart,
Is precious more than gems in mart.
As good as dead is science and art,
Which take not birth from bleeding heart.
Zarb e Kaleem