Carving Poem by Suhail Kakorvi

Only he who has forbearance of yearning
Can expunge my head, its courage needing

They have become more sharp more piercing
The stylish beloved trimmed eyebrows made inflicting

Intoxication mounts only on seeing them, inspires mind
My cup bearer designed goblets of such kind

The hunter has drowned me into surprise
Flies in air and cuts my feathers while up I rise

Her smile is interpreting her lush delight
That upon her lips I figured flowers lovely sight

It might turned into idol to be worshiped
If heart is carved by lovelier one and embellished

They see they are claiming to be an authority and God
The Creator shaped some stones so beautifully all applaud

Its skill can be called matchless
That a charming ruthless concocts excuses

O! salim I hail thy poetic talents and thy poetry
Thou cast by words images possess beauty

Reading them my sweetheart burst into tears
Clipping of my sad love laden tale which snares