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Ghalib, when I gifted her glass bangles
her laughter sounded like it was tinkling

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In the side alley, where the dirty water was flowing
there I found her couplet and loved it better than mine
It was full of anxiety that I would leave her
But when I kissed her in the dank, moonlit night
my kiss was better than her shayari, O Ghalib!

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Ghalib & Koshy

Where the sea meets the shore
the sound of the breakers
two hearts breaking and beating
speaking of love
and poetry
but always remembering
one sweet face, weeping