Her soul carried poison,
yet he drank from it like a prayer.
Perhaps limitless love does not distinguish sin from sacredness.

HIS POV

वो अँधेरा थी...
मगर अजीब बात ये थी,
मैंने खुद को वहीं सबसे ज़्यादा रोशन पाया।"

She was darkness...
yet strangely enough,
I found myself most illuminated within her."

HER POV 

मैं ज़हर-ए-इश्क़ थी,
और वो मुझे ऐसे पीता रहा...
जैसे मौत से ज़्यादा हसीन मैं हूँ।"

"I was the poison of love,
and he kept drinking me in...
as though I was more beautiful than death itself."

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