How beautiful and dedicated words are!
You are so near and not very far
I see you from distance as bright star
Why not you become my friend or "Yaar"*
I have waited for you to come
Ready at gate with flowers to welcome
You never turned up but sent only memory
First I was worried then felt sorry
I don't know what "Sahar" will be doing
May be settled nicely and from here to there going
As garden has chance to allow flowers to boom
I have for her in my heart a special room
Will she respond, I don't know?
All fancy and ideas must go?
Will she ever come to my side?
She has never uttered a word to confide
Oh my dearest and lovely desert flower
You have come up with rainy shower
Your beauty and fragrance may be known to fewer
I am silent and your ardent viewer
What do you think of your own value?
As deer may never know fragrance and view
I am sure that something may appeal
Your Indian friend longs you in real
Raise your hands and ask for blessings
Pray for union as it has gone for missing
I shall, for one, may look at sun and sky
With both hands open I shall desperately try
I will not miss in terms absence
But with true feeling and its essence
Love may not be bound by any land barrier
Let these pigeons act as our divine courier