I am like an Open Book Except for the few pages of my past, My life is an empty book. It takes the shape of a mystery, To me it does at least. For I cannot tell what happens next, Too many cliffhangers and too much suspense. But its clues all lead eventually to the same place, Unfortunately it does not say where. It only says get the next book, For in this one you’ ve ran out of room.
Only recently came across this book called "awraaq_e_shab" (collection of ghazals) by a poet called Doctor mohammed Rafi.
He puts great effort into simplifying the style which was used by ustaad shaayer A. hameed adam.
thanks again
[This message has been edited by MAREEZ_E_ISHQ (edited May 03, 2002).]