Mischief has become love Shafat has become graceful. written in your memory Daily rituals have become the day passes the night does not pass stings like a dagger I can't stop remembering Every evening is not pleasant There is never a complete story. Like Sabab doesn't age Well the wine will not get old love happens anytime Not every love has a youth. Many hearts are thrown where I Not every love is spiritual If the yearning to meet exceeds the limit, then Meeting is not tempting Every night of meeting with love Poonam won't be stormy