Chalo aisaa karain mil kar sitaray baant letay hain
Zaroorat kay mutabiq hum, saharay baant letay hain
Muhabbat karnay waloan ki tijarat bhi anokhi hai
Nafa chor daitay hain, Khasaray baant letay hain...
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A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music... and then people crowd about the poet and say to him: "Sing for us soon again;" that is as much as to say, "May new sufferings torment your soul." by Soren Kierkegaard
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