In the intoxication of the free-spirited

The wind, the goblet, all remain the same

Only the gaze of the cupbearer enchants

With its spellbinding allure and undying flame

In solitude, my pain intensifies

The night spreads, the darkness prevails

But he will return, keeping the door open

He holds the restless heart, the raw thoughts entail

Leila remains, no more is there a Heer

Qais and Ranjha have faded away, only remnants remain

I am searching for myself in fading imprints

Engraved upon the canvas, bearing the name “Ifree”

By: Mohammad Ifrahim Butt

Al Ain, UAE.

Date: March, 2012