In the inkwell of time, I dipped my pen,
A thousand years whispered in the quiet,
And on the parchment of eternity,
I etched the word of love, enduring, defiant.
A true light, a beacon through the ages,
Guiding us along the right path's pages.
In the tapestry of existence, it gleams,
A luminescent thread woven into dreams.
Let us break the shackles of dark desires,
Unfurl our spirits, ignite love's fires.
Against the current of malevolent streams,
Forge ahead, our hearts aflame with beams.
For love is the melody of the celestial lyre,
A symphony that transcends earthly mire.
In its embrace, the soul finds reprieve,
A sanctuary where genuine passions weave.
Oh, let the ink of love inscribe our fate,
On the scrolls of time, an eternal mandate.
With every stroke, a defiance to the wrath,
As we carve a path away from evils' path.
United, let our hearts beat the anthem,
Of a love that withstands the cosmic rhythm.
Through the eons, our tale will endure,
A testament to a love ever pure.
In the silence of a thousand years,
The echoes of our love still reverberate.
A timeless ode, a perennial rhyme,
In the vast expanse of love, we'll always climb.
-Rashid Ali Ghazipuri