An unnoticed lover, came and went,
So many die, so what if another one,
Why your face is down and dark,
No cries sweetheart for each everyone,
For your silky hairs a moment's charms,
Rose springs to scatter on your arms.
Forget those who too much talk of it,
And say in your love he expired,
Akhtar, yes I have heard this name,
Neither he was loved nor admired,
Come on, take it easy, no eyes' showers,
The garden is full of many such flowers.
This deserves a wow. So nice. Like to read again and again. Thanks for posting.
'Akhtar, yes I have heard this name, Neither he was loved nor admired, '................................. It is a very false statement! At least some will say- He was a lovely flower!
Akhtar, Neither he was loved nor admired, Come on, take it easy, no eyes' showers, Hats off to the poet for a wonderful overview of the prospects of a poet doing his job nonchalantly. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That is a good poem.