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naazukii us ke lab kii kyaa kahiye
pa.nkhu.Dii ik gulaab kii sii haiThe poet says that it is impossible for him or anyone to describe the delicacy of the lips of the beloved. When they try to describe them, they often think of the petal of a rose. But, even this description falls short of truth.
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“
bhuule hai.n rafta rafta unhe.n muddato.n me.n ham
qisto.n me.n KHud-kushii kaa mazaa ham se puuchhiye
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