In the garden of words, where roses bloom in rhyme,
Amir Khusro sings, transcending the bounds of time.
His verses dance, like leaves in the gentle breeze,
Bringing solace, to hearts seeking peace and ease.
The nightingale’s song, echoes through his pen,
Binding souls in love, again and again.
Mystic melodies, woven in each line,
Reflecting divine love, eternally entwined.
His words, a mirror to the fervor of the heart,
Each verse a masterpiece, a work of art.
From the depths of devotion, his poetry springs,
Touching the divine, with celestial wings.
O poet, whose legacy transcends the ages,
Your spirit lives on, in our heart’s pages.
Through your songs, we find our way,
In the realm of love, where forever we stay.