Let me gather in my folds the withered blooms;
And mourn the nightingale's wonderous demise.... more »
Why not, I say, should you not try and know
About that which a fettered heart easily cannot?
What is separation, what does it mean? Why ask me now?
Try spending a day in wait for the one you ...... more »
While departing from this world there is no need to grieve
For they alone find happiness who have suffered grief;
Those who have sacrificed their lives in the quest of life
They alone are ...... more »
What if the entire world opposes your good intents?
What if time and again you are made to suffer pain?
O Zia! Be patient for that would help unlock
Those doors that were once shut upon you.... more »
With arms spread out, he longingly pleads;
There being no other alternative he relies on fate;
Ignorance and delusion continue to afflict man,
Grant him the insight he badly needs.... more »
Wake up for it is no longer dark, a new day has dawned;
Lifted are the covers that hide things from your view.
Time is now ripe for divinity of man to take control,
So open your eyes to behold a ...... more »
The shroud that covers my world I must remove;
The darkness and the light they are here to roost.
O Tavern-keeper! I swear by the wine you serve
I shall surely return to your folds one day.... more »
On one side there lies the hated desert of Sin,
And on the other is the blooming spread of Faith.
Time moves on at its own pace,
Life keeps testing Man at every place.... more »
Without Darkness where will you find the all-revealing Light?
How long will you continue to build castles in your dreams?
In breaking free from earth's grip you have succeeded -
But can you ever ...... more »
The story of my life is full of grief;
It is neither tellable nor to be spoken about.
Within the furnace that is my forlorn heart, O Zia!
Is hidden a fire, hungry and quiet!... more »
The sky is covered by dense clouds;
The atmosphere is intoxicated even now,
Although the evening has turned into night, I find
Her hair remain unknotted as before.... more »
Pour me the wine, for the prime of life is brief;
Pour me the wine for the world is affected by rise and fall;
Pour me the wine for in each spark is the solar brilliance;
Pour me the wine so as ...... more »
Better to listen to the tale than talk of love;
If this be awareness, then I must lose it;
If that cannot make my heart rejoice freely
Better than such a laughter is to shed silent tears.... more »
I have yet to tie sprayed strands of Present's tale;
I have yet to hear the sound of the nearing Future;
O Time! Do halt a while allowing me to pick up
The colourful lost memories from a corner ...... more »