Pearls Of Tears Poem by Matloob Bokhari

PEARLS OF TEARS
MATLOOB BOKHARI
O my beloved, O pride of the moon
O crown of the luminous sky
He who sits beside you by a flowing stream
And drinks a full cup from your hands
His lips utter no other name but you
His eyes see no other sight but you
His ears listen no other voice but you
His mind thinks no one else but you
His heart embraces no one but you
Moon, stars, birds -all sing your hymn
When all the lamps of light are out at night
Flares of the forgotten lore burn all around
Pale with sorrow, flattering dreams descend
O beauty of the rose, O my heart's secret
Your sad fancy runs through my veins
I weep even in my sleep for you