My heart rotten deep in thy grief
You have no care, as if I’m a thief
You ever leap and claim to say
You are mine, you swear and gay
For oft, in the seclusion, I thought
For you from heart to head, I drought
Happy happy!! Live thy life, ye I pray
And accept my rose, on my knees, I lay
~Saleem Raza Jakhar (Amar Shaw)
Sindh, Pakistan