Love Poem

  



Dear Friends

Sharing a Poem by

 HAZMAT AMIR KHUSRAU 


I call her moon, but my Moon 

Does not speak to me ! 


I call her rose, but for me 

My Rose has 

No pearly smile I 


How can her eyes reflect any sympathy 

With my night-long wakefulness ? 


For she herself knows of nothing 

In the night, except sleeping 


Shall I say, no one 

Tells of my condition 

To her there ? Why ....


I know the breeze knows it. but 

It does not know 

How to tell I 


Why does my heart again go after 

That cruel-natured beloved ? 


Why does this bleeding heart 

Go out again into her street


 Kind Regards


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