Ghulam Ahmad Mahjoor
Ghulam Ahmad Mahjoor Poems
O Saffron Flower! Sitting In Silent Meditation
O saffron flower! sitting in silent meditation
And radiating the fire of youth,
Many a famed beauty swoons
Seeing your amazing, flaming form.
All guts have run away,
Leaving the field for you,
Like the stars hide themselves
When the sun ascends the heavens.
You were the last to arrive,
But proved the lord of all.
All lovers of flowers have arrived
To pay their homage to you.
O saffron flower, have you ever
Thought of the plight of one
Who nursed you, made you bloom,
And has been your friend in need?
He guarded you on every ...
Come, O Gardener
Come, O Gardener!
Come to create the glory of a new spring.
A spring in which
the gul will bloom,
the bulbul will sing.
The garden is desolate;
the dew is mourning.
And the gul in torn robes