Amir Khusro

(1253 - 1325 / Patiali / India)

My Youth - Poem by Amir Khusro

My youth is budding, is full of passion;
How can I spend this time without my beloved?
Would someone please coax Nizamuddin Aulia,
The more I appease him, the more annoyed he gets;
My youth is budding……
Want to break these bangles against the cot,
And throw up my blouse into fire,
The empty bed scares me,
The fire of separation keeps burning me.
Oh, beloved. My youth is budding.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, March 23, 2012


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