In hearts of mortals, myriad shades reside,
A tapestry of feelings, side by side,
Among the threads of hate and passion's art,
A gem emerges, etched upon the heart.
True love, a flame that dances unconfined,
A beacon in the storm, a tie that's bind,
Beyond the masks and veils that humans wear,
A love untainted, genuine and rare.
Though faces change, and moments swiftly flee,
True love endures, a constant melody,
Through tempests fierce or tranquil skies above,
It's found in hearts that beat with purest love.
So seek beyond the surface, deep within,
Where love's true essence dwells, an endless kin,
For in the core of hearts, sincere and vast,
True love resides, eternal and steadfast.
" Rashid Ali Ghazipuri "