Shiv Kumar Batalvi Poems

A girl whose name is love, is missing, is missing
Simple wisher, beautiful looking, is missing, is missing
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Give me, O Lord
A few more songs.
My fire is dying,
Give me a spark.
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Bid me goodbye
Lord,
Bid me goodbye.
Gift me a warm tear,
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Listen, O my life,
I will not be here tomorrow.
Tonight, let us clutch a song tightly,
And claim its kiss.
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People worship god.
I worship this separation from you.
It is worth Haj to a hundred Meccas,
This separation from you.
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My friend, it is my own sorrow
That has destroyed me.
It is a lie to think
That your love had the strength to do it.
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Today this poor man
Begs you once again,
For one more tragedy,
For the sake of his pen.
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From this life-pond, o my song
Fill your beak
With the water of my existence.
It will not stay until tomorrow -
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A girl whose name is Love
Is lost.
Simple, beautiful,
She is lost.
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I will give you the grain of tears,
Roast my sorrows in your pan,
O, tender of the fire.
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