Paradise (Acrostic)

Plunge out thy each and every wish;
at last they are summoned.
Render away all fear of sin,
Alas! the Day of Judgment comes.
Deliver now what you have bought,
in here, shall every thing will count.
Supple, and bid forbidden things,
enchanted be in paradise.

by Gulam Abbas Hashmi

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