Ghazal

She was good at applying tactics
I was bad in lying tactics

Lonely, ignored and rejected
He must try now crying tactics

She can scan my heart and mind
God has gift her spying tactics

Dreams insisted to see her again
I did not use my denying tactics

She sold her grief in price of love
I knew nothing about buying tactics

She is innocent but my rivals
are good at her supplying tactics

I could bring her moon and stars
If I knew those flying tactics

She wanted to know how much I love
I kept on playing my shying tactics

Eyes are calm when soul is thrilled
They have learnt such drying tactics