Posted by: Tanveer Rauf on: December 22, 2011
Those were the days when we realized our dreams
Floated boats on waves and geared up whirl pool
Heart beats in a particle when came to know
Formed hundred moons with a whirling star
Seen many skilled craftsmen in every phase
Having no dreams, fabricating silk
The entire temple, church, masjid, chapel probing
When did divine preachers dole out contaminant?
Due to glass n liquor, odor n music, Sahar
Few friends fashioned festive environment
Composed by Sahar Ansari
Translated by Tanveer Rauf
[...] Dreams [...]
December 22, 2011 at 6:37 PM
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tanveer