The gems, the gold,

The silver on floor,

With flowers and fragrance,

The golden heart core,

And the zeal, the zest,

That mighty youth:

Eternal it is; and

That lovely shore:

With gold-particle sand,

And the sapphire cover

Burst with pearls,

Land which hover,

And stars thy make,

And love thou gain,

Let not eyes open:

For it’ll bring much pain

Copyright © 2001 Khan, Khalid Raza