Ghazal I can explain the pain of being depart In sheer love its not good to be smart You will not be able to see my tears They are dripping down in my heart Don't debar me from your fragrance Allow your beauty to be in my love cart Love is full of contempt and hatred And my love we have to play our part Love and beauty are ingrained in life Man being the crown of creation is an art Love bids us in shackles to but follow Our destiny and destination are on chart Life goes through all ups and downs We have to shape it we have to scart Mehr is a poet of love to celebrate He is strange in this aspect from start