Amir Khusro

(1253 - 1325 / Patiali / India)

What Was The Place - Poem by Amir Khusro

I wonder what was the place where I was last night,
All around me were half-slaughtered victims of love, tossing about in agony.
There was a nymph-like beloved with cypress-like form and tulip-like face,
Ruthlessly playing havoc with the hearts of the lovers.
God himself was the master of ceremonies in that heavenly court,
oh Khusrau, where (the face of) the Prophet too was shedding light like a candle.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, March 23, 2012


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