Mirza Ghalib Poems

I agree, O heart, that my ghazals are not easy to take in.
When they hear my works, experienced poets
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Come that my soul has no repose
Has no strength to bear the injustice of waiting
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I am left with no hope at all,
No possibility to reach my goal,
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Pain did not become grateful to medicine
I didn't get well; [but it] wasn't bad either
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No hope comes my way
No visage shows itself to me
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Let the ascetics sing of the garden of Paradise --
We who dwell in the true ecstasy can forget their vase-tamed bouquet.
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These divine verses,
As I write
Are
The hallowed revelations
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This was not our destiny, that union with the beloved would take place.
If we had kept on living longer, then would have been kept waiting
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Although in her every indication, the aim is something else
If she shows her affection(with me) , then different suspicion arises
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The dropp dies in the river
of its joy
Pain goes so far it cures itself
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