Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Ghazal Fourty One.



Hearts are kindling and the minds are ablaze,
Both worlds are yearning for your glimpse.(1)
The dust of your portal, which is a celestial surma for the pious ones,
Is the only cure for the crying eye.(2)
Day and night, both, the moon and the sun, revolve around her path,
And it is her kindness that makes them worthy of giving light.(3)
Wherever I look, there prevails the charm of her grace,
And the temporal world remains lured by her curled tresses.(4)
The earthen stratum is laden with my pearly tears,
But still, Goya, I am retaining my grip on the world for the sake of her
vivacious red lips.(5)(41)

- Bhai Nand Lal Ji
(Art by Iminder Singh - www.flickr.com/imindersingh)

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