My Dream Came True Poem by Aziz Ahmad 'Aziz Moradabadi'

Once I had dreamed that you beckoned to me
To be present and your glimpses to see
In the fine green-domed tomb in Medina,
O God’s dear Mohammed *Sayyedina.
It came true when I performed Haj and went
To pay you homage with my head low-bent.
Being sinful, I could not raise my head.
Although in my language I humbly said,
“O God’s very dearly- chosen prophet!
I am ensnared in this-worldly love’s net.
Howsoever bad I am. I am yo’rs;
The Devil deflects me from the right course.”
I prayed you for your recommendations
To God for forgiving my transgressions.