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In His Wait!


When did I say like this you wait ? To fix your gaze on my portrait. In yearning of me, she is dazed, Thorns in hand firmly she seized, Without a blink, her eyes freezed. ~ Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh (A girl deep in love with poet waits for him, when mirza is late enough to make her weep In His Wait. Mirza Expresses his concern for beloved.)
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