Bahadur Shah Zafar Ghazal And Poem English - Page 1

thought.

Your court too. I can see has now changed a lot.

Who has robbed thee. O heart of thy inward calm.

Never wert thou as disturbed as now thou art.

God knows what strange spell those eyes did cast.

Never before did my heart feel so distraught.

Whose reflected visage has illuminated your orb.

Never before you were O moon with such

splendor shot.

A fresh Majnun is stamping about inside the cage.

The clinking of the chains strikes a different chord.

Why doth your love, O heart thus coldly glance?

Never was her gaze so indifference-fraught.

Why dost thou so oft grow cross with zafar?

Or wrapped my body in a lowly beggar's gown.

I wish I were turned to dust and strewn at love's

door.

If I was meant to be humbled to the ground.

That my heart is rent apart I do not care.

Provided the pillow of your locks serves as its

resting ground.

If I'm not worthy of the company of the saints.

In the revelers throng at least let my voice

resound.

Bereft of the Saqi's grace if I am to burn alone.

Make me a tavern lamp burning at the tavern

ground.

Everything is always wrong in this mundane world.

heart.

A handful of useless dust no purpose I discharge.

I've lost my strength and shape I'm severed from

my friend.

I'm the spring of the garden laid waste by fall.

I'm the star-crossed fate I'm the ruined resort.

Why should someone sing my dirge or come to lay

a wreath?

I'm the tomb of helplessness better left in dark.

I'm not a lilting song which others may hear or

heed.

I'm the wail by severance caused a cry of