They said since we love you
Thus the richness that are
From your treasures grant us
The hidden hand into the sack of sugar
Into the grains and the dungeons
The King had him scaled with gold
Your hand having nothing visible
Visible only to those who know
From lovers no one asked things
Shreds of clothes and from beggars
Beg thou so all is yours
The generous heart of hearts has today
Bestowed riches of earth and skies
With nothing that in thy hands so
With every thing up to the skies so
Islmabad
17/3/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem