My love!
in the age of
such a fiery noon
you are
the shadow of thick and fleshy tree…


In a burn up lonely night
you are the moonlight
silvery cool and calm...


In a life
like the wasteland
you are
the ocean of ever flowing
aabe zam-zam…
I am the earth
thirsty of years and years
you are
my immense rainy season...


You are the idol
My love
incarnates in my soul


At all
look at the inhibited dreams of mine
as I worship you for years and years
hiding of everyone... 
-Firdaus Khan