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Khabaram raseed imshab


Khabaram raseed imshab ki nigaar khuahi aamad;
Sar-e man fidaa-e raah-e ki sawaar khuahi aamad.
Ham-e aahwan-e sehra sar-e khud nihada bar kaf;
Ba-umeed aanki rozi bashikaar khuahi aamad.
Kashishi ki ishq daarad naguzaradat badinsaa;
Ba-janazah gar nayai ba-mazaar khuahi aamad.
Balabam raseed jaanam fabiya ki zindah maanam;
Pas azan ki man na-maanam bacha kar khuahi aaamad.

English Translation.

Tonight there came a news that you, oh beloved, would come –
Be my head sacrificed to the road along which you will come riding!
All the gazelles of the desert have put their heads on their hands
In the hope that one day you will come to hunt them….
The attraction of love won’t leave you unmoved;
Should you not come to my funeral,
you’ll definitely come to my grave.
My soul has come on my lips (e.g. I am on the point of expiring);
Come so that I may remain alive -
After I am no longer – for what purpose will you come?

Notes

The poem is added here from the site
http://www.alif-india.com/love.html
with the permission Mr. Yousuf Saeed who holds the copy rights.

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  • broncotwister
    February 12

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    I whole-heartedly agree

    I can attest, that love is life. I am separated from my beloved, (I'm stranded across the country from her because I travel for work)and I daily feel as if I'm dying. It uplifts me just to hear her voice, if only for a moment. I miss her so much...


  • September 26, 2007
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    From guest Noor (contact)
    Beautiful .God Bless


  • Ahkam Moderators member
    August 15, 2007

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    Love is Life

    Khusro has a unique idea about life in Love. He believes that Love is life or in other words as long as there is love, life is there and those who believe they are living beings but they are not in love with some one they are actually dead but are just waiting outside for the grave's to be dug. In the last verse of this poem he asks his beloved to reach soon or he will be dead because of her long absence. This is a supreme Love life Idea. Simply great.