u/Swatisani

Although separations are destined, still, my companion on this journey

let’s travel together a little further; what lies ahead, let us see

Without her, I cannot make sense of anything at all

my longing has left me losing all sense, beyond recall

My heart longs for that leisure when day and night

I spent dreaming, weaving stories of her sight

The artist has created this picture with such majesty

as if someone is looking directly at me

Don’t look at me, look at the smoke rising from my body

my once lively abode, how has it succumbed to flames, you should see

Grant me a thought as unique as you

I am your reflection; grant me your grace too

This forgetfulness, Ghalib, is not without a reason

surely, there is something that must remain hidden

I neither find comfort in daylight, nor respite in the night’s delight

tell me, where can I find peace, a world where everything is right

What else was there for me to sell

I sold my dreams, the ones in my eyes did dwell

Don’t lament the lack of wealth, O headless one

take comfort, for this is how your fate was woven

We met daily, yet it felt like ages had gone by

In love, the sense of time slips quietly by

What dearth is there of faces fair

you can always select another, elsewhere

Love is a haunting elegy, yet a soulful symphony

it is wrapped in silence, but echoes with a melody

He was a friend from the days better and bright

whom I’ve been remembering since last night

Looking in the mirror, I found solace

someone in this house at least knows my face

Such is the condition of the people of my city now

reading the news at times, and then becoming the news somehow

Your gripes are fair, but I have some grievances too

If I am not who I once was, then neither are you

The journey was easy as on every single lane

there were shade giving trees in that terrain

In this hateful world, we must build hamlets with love all around

Aloofness brings nothing; come closer, and things may work out

What did my home hold that your sorrow could impair

all I had was a longing to create, so it’s still there