I am a sculptor, a molder of form by Rumi in Urdu

I am a sculptor, a molder of form.
In every moment I shape an idol.
But then, in front of you, I melt them down
I can rouse a hundred forms
and fill them with spirit,
but when I look into your face,
I want to throw them in the fire.
My souls spills into yours and is blended.
Because my soul has absorbed your fragrance,
I cherish it.
Every drop of blood I spill
informs the earth,
I merge with my Beloved
when I participate in love.
In this house of mud and water,
my heart has fallen to ruins.
Enter this house, my Love, or let me leave.

~Rumi
http://www.khamush.com/love_poems.html#Lovers
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Urdu version:

Main ek mitti-pathar ka fankaar hoon

Main ek mitti-pathar ka fankaar hoon,
Ek kaligarh jaisa hoon.
Har lamay main, main ek but banaata hoon
Aur phir tumaray samany unay pigla detta hoon.
Main so so but banaata hoon
Aur unmain ruh bhar detta hoon.
Lakin jab tumara chera dekhta hoon
To unko aag main dal detta hoon.
Mera ruh tumary ruh main bikhar jaata hai,
Mil-jul jaata hai, kyon kay mera ruh
Tumari kushboo choos lay aata hai
Aur yeh mujhe achha lagta hai.
Har khoon kee boond jo meray se girti hai
Wo zameen ko batati hai kay main
Apni mehobboba kay saath mila jatta hoon,
Jab main us say pyaar karta hoon.
Is pani aur keechar kay ghar main
Mera dil ab tabah ho giya hai,
Aao is ghar main, meray mehboob,
Nahin to, is ghar se mujhay jannay do.