Dastan-E Ishq (Saga Of Love) - Poem by Sadiqullah Khan
Aao ke aaj khatam hoi dastan-e ishq:
Ab khatm-e asheqi ke fasaney sunain hum.
Come! The saga of love is over today,
And now we sing the legends of love's fall.
And we to the rest of posterity sing
Demise of enchantment, end of the magic,
We rise from dream, for the moon's gone
For the stars hid, and the sun is risen.
The anguished heart, at last is at rest,
The languid talk, of beauty's variousness
Cold nights of harbor, afternoons of whisper
Caravans of tears, bright laughter
Sighs breathing fire, nocturnes unslept.
The legends long, may I tell
That the beginning is end and the end
A beginning. Shifting deserts foretold,
And to the hills climbed, crossed the rivers
In taverns drunk, in lonesome hours
Tread the leaves, smelled the flowers
Drank from the horizon, in dusk gone mad.
The unthinkable thought, invent the fantasy,
Magician's step, danced to the flute
Musician's string, tapped the hollow beat,
In still moments, like a bee, like moth
Ambulated candle, kissed the petal's cheek.
Her coming adored, her going lamented,
On cold stones felt, the gems of shine
Brought home rainbow, in colors whished,
All this and all this, and her budding lip
The fall of tresses, her antelope neck,
Like smoke in the air, from warmth of hearth.
Envy me not, my heart's rapture
For the end's a beginning, hath the farer
Ever reached? Hath the love been ended ever?
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