LXXV. (Khoshal Khan Khattak Poems)
Like as I my dear one love, there will not be another so loving:Like as I am disconsolate for her, ...
Like as I my dear one love, there will not be another so loving:Like as I am disconsolate for her, ...
Although she quarreleth with me, by word of mouth-that dear one;Yet in her heart, that dear one entertaineth much kindness ...
When towards his father a son acteth perfidiously,After what manner, to others, will he sincerity show?See, what further perfidy must ...
Unto the old man, who sigheth after youthfulness, say-What is this? laughest thou at thy beard, old man?Since in a ...
Like unto the wind, every moment, life passeth away!Let then every man have the remembrance of death ever before him!Since ...
Were thine heart a little compassionate, how good it would be!Were a little of thy love bestowed upon me" how ...
O zephyr of the morn! draw near unto the parterre;For the flowers are overjoyed, in expectation of blooming.What doth the ...
The Afghans are far superior to the Mughals at the sword,Were but the Afghans, in intellect, a little discreet,If the ...
There is lamentation everywhere, from the hand of death!In every place, in every habitation, from the hand of death!'The form ...
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