Mir Babar Ali Anees

(1803 - 1874 / Faizabad, Uttar Pradesh, India)

Contentment - Poem by Mir Babar Ali Anees

I pine not for pelf, nor for any treasure,
Poverty has indeed its own sweet pleasure,
Brimmed are my eyes, with riches of contentment,
Where no rich man, any more does measure.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 19, 2012



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