Mirza Ghalib

(27 December 1797 – 15 February 1869 / Agra / British India)

Come that my soul has no repose


Come that my soul has no repose
Has no strength to bear the injustice of waiting

Heaven is given in return for the life of this world
But that high is not in proportion to this intoxication

Such longing has come from your company
That there is no control over my tears

Suspecting torment, you are indifferent to me
So no love resides in these clouds of dust

From my heart has lifted the meaning of pleasure
Without blossoms, there is no spring in life

You have pledged to kill me at last
But there is no determination in your promise

You have sworn by the wine, Ghalib
There is no faith in your avowal

Submitted: Thursday, April 01, 2010
Edited: Friday, March 23, 2012

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