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Rasul Mir

• Boeti No Yeh Dooreur Chonuai Zarai
• Bride's Robes
• Come Let Us Be Friends
• Don'T Unveil The Face
• For Her Hennaed Naib I'Ll Give
• He Is Angry, Him I'Ll Chase
• How Graceful The Swans Neck Of Henziyani Looks
• I Am All Ashake, I May Die
• I'Ll Look For You At Veernag
• Jasmine, Iris Narcissus Too
• Like A Tulip, My Robe I'Ll Rent
• Like An Ivy Caught In Violets
• Loves Fire Bored Into The Poppy
• My Beloved Is But Two And A Half Petals
• My Heart Is Not The Love One
• My Heart You Stole
• My Heart You'Ve Taken
• My Love, Spurn Not This Padmani
• My Loves' Mosque
• My Wise Lover Is Enchanted
• O' Livest In All The Traglies
• Rasul, Even Though You Are Infamous For Your Love Of Tulip Lips
• Rasuls, Knows Thy Locks And Looks
• That Face Is The Kaaba Of Beauty
• This Is Rasul Mir, At Shahabad, Doru.
• This New Volume
• This Sepration Srom Thee My Love!
• Veer-Nag, I'Ll Go To Usher Thee
• When Count Is Taken Of Thy Braids
• White Are The Robes, My Kamdev Wears
• Would He Grace In The Balcony
• Ye Tulip Faced, Thee I'D Hold
• You Stay Away, My Angry Love