Dilse

Hub...eyes meet,it is like a touch...
a spark...---------- Attraction

Uns...the touch of the eyes was as if,
it was...---------- Infatuation

Ishq...the flame of her body is felt,
his breath starts igniting...---------- Love

Aqidat... she touches him like a whisper, as if silence is mixed in her eyes,
he prays, a little consciously, a little unconsciously...--------- Reverence

Ibadaa... the is entangled on her path, entangled in her arms
love now turns to...---------Worship

Junoon... living is an obsession..dying is an obsession..
apart from this there is no peace..-------Obsession

Maut...let him rest in the lap of death...
let him drown his body in her soul...--------Death