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Title: Come Again, Mere Purane Mehboob Poem | نظم Oh my old beloved, come again, Mere dil ki galiyon mein phir se rain. That old conversation, again repeat, Woh purani baatein, kitni thi sweet. Come like rain on thirsty land, Jaise rehmat aaye Rab ke hand. Bring those evenings calm and slow, Jahan khamoshi bhi karti glow. Sit again near that window side, Jahan yaadon ne li thi hide. Speak of stars and broken dreams, Jaise chaand mein chhupi ho beams. Laugh once more, so soft and light, Jaise subah jeete andheri night. Tell those stories under moon, Jo dil ne bhoolay nahin soon. If time can bend, then come once more, Dil ke purane band darwaze khol do door. Even if dawn takes you away, Bas ek lamha mere paas stay. True love never fully dies, Woh bas waqt ke neeche lies. When old voices call our name, Bujhi raakh bhi ban jaye flame. So come again, if fate allows, Safed zulfon mein umr ke brows. That old conversation, again repeat, Aur meri tanha zindagi complete. Analysis | ت...