Who can compete with your beauty Noor-e- Nayaab
Even stars are unworthy of praise, Noor-e -Nayaab

The khanjjar of your love has penetrated deep
Crimson red my wounded heart cries, Noor-e- Nayaab

Let me quench these fires of junoon
in the liquid pools of  your eyes, Noor-e-Nayaab

Give me the chance to worship you, parizaad
I will be a devotee ardent and wise, Noor-e-Nayaab

You are the ghazal, that shayars dream about
You are lajawab, I speak no lies, Noor-e- Nayaab