Shabir Hasan Josh Malihabadi Ghazal And Poem English - Page 1

I haven't forgotten you O unkind ingrate!

I'm still a captive of your coiling locks.

In other words I haven't been by someone else

encaged.

Bless ye the heart that was the center of your gaze.

That heart I haven't yet elsewhere engaged.

That lamp is still aflame undimmed uncased.

You had soon come to after you had swooned.

I, the unfortunate am still lost and dazed.

You had no dearth of partners in the game of love.

I'm still companionless in this amorous race.

My neck remembers still your enfolding arms.

I haven't till today a new yoke embraced.

You'll hear these words even from my grave.

We cannot help stumbling however hard we try.

Even if we possess a deep discerning eye.

We cannot but feel unnerved when the storms

arrive.

I know tis not a wise thing O counselor wise.

My face cannot but change when he comes in sight.

Let the winds roar and rage let the gales blow

They cannot dissolve the could once it gathers

might.

The buds too are prone to blight we don't deny

But once a bud becomes a flower it cannot but die.

Thought they know the fate of flowers yet by instinct

forced.