u/Swatisani

it was imperative to feel tired while I worked away

but then I grew somewhat more tired resting all day

when life has battered us, Ghalib, into such a state

how could we even remember that once we had faith

the night falls and slips away eventually

and yet there is never a daybreak for me

I kept quiet, and misunderstandings came into play

he heard the things I did not even say

if we part this time, then perhaps only in our dreams we may meet again

like opening a book and finding dried, withered flowers within

the rains last a month, Qaisar, but tears last a lifetime, verily

compared to these eyes of mine, the rain clouds seem paltry

what can I ask of God for myself What do I wish

let Him give light to all the darkness there is

they place a lamp in front of their radiant face and say

let’s see now if the moth flies there, or comes my way

let us invoke Lord Ganesha first, and bow our heads in devotion

so that all our efforts are fulfilled, and auspecious be every occasion

daughters are not in everybody’s destiny

they only grace the homes favoured by divinity

in some hope, the evenings, usually, pass by

tonight somehow, something made me cry

the wall of sound too was standing silently so

I peeped out of the window, and the lane was drowsy too

Life ordained, and I was born; with death’s command, I will be gone

I came not by my will; my willingness won’t matter when it’s time to move on

today, my heart is melancholic for no reason at all

if I were in love, it would be a valid cause after all

A pang rises deep within me, my heart starts aching

i cry through the night, while the whold world is sleeping

while the ceaseless striving for time prevailed

every passing moment, life kept getting curtailed

the trees would gaze at me longingly

I used to bring water to the jungle routinely

from dusk till dawn I keep wondering

in my name who goes on living

they come to inquire after my health, but only offer advice

my friends cannot even bring themselves to sympathize

after it rained, the road at night seemed like a mirror

a foot fell upon the water, the moon rippled and became a blur