Thousand Desires such

An epic writing of my idol my inspiration... Sir Mirza Ghalib

Thousands of desires, each worth dying for...
many of them I have realized...yet I yearn for more...

Why should my killer (lover) be afraid? No one will hold her responsible
for the blood which will continuously flow through my eyes all my life

We have heard about the dismissal of Adam from Heaven,
With a more humiliation, I am leaving the street on which you live...

Oh tyrant, your true personality will be known to all
if the curls of my hair slip through my turban! 

But if someone wants to write her a letter, they can ask me,
every morning I leave my house with my pen on my ear. 

In that age, I turned to drinking (alcohol)
and then the time came when my entire world was occupied by alcohol

From whom I expected justice/praise for my weakness
turned out to be more injured with the same cruel sword

When in love, there is little difference between life and death
we live by looking at the infidel who we are willing to die for

Put some pressure on your heart to remove that cruel arrow,
for if the arrow comes out, so will your heart...and your life.

For god's sake, don't lift the cover off any secrets you tyrant
the infidel might turn out to be my lover!

The preacher and the bar's entrance are way apart
yet I saw him entering the bar as I was leaving!

thousands of desires, each worth dying for...
many of them I have realized...yet I yearn for more

Author's Note

must read....

Reviews

[rashu]

nice work but i cannot say more as i am not much interested in this genre and i am not so old to say anything but the style of writing is amazing..
u write excellent ,..
keep it up :)

[Happy hours]

its not mine...It is the composition of Mir Ghalib...thank you for the kind review... :)

[Sugar Plum ♥]

Really in this poem I feel the growing of a young soul, so wise and so deep...The life is always not merciful for the sensitive hearts and love could be so cruel..when you feel it firstly. And then you realize so many things around you, what is worth and what is not...Which are the real values of life. I love the simple way, the structure, the sweet metaphors, the honesty and open heart of writing the story...Very beautiful indeed, dear Anshul :)

When in love, there is little difference between life and death
we live by looking at the infidel who we are willing to die for

:: nia ::

[Happy hours]

thank you for the kind review....This poem is originally written in Urdu Language by my favourite Sir Mirza Ghalib...His contribution in this field is uncountable...Seriously he was great...no words can define his love and dedication to the field...I'm glad you liked it...thank you :)

[Happy hours]

in case if you want to know more about him here is the link
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghalib

[Sugar Plum ♥]

So nice, I didnt know! I love to read poetry of East, and I`ll enjoy it as I did already :) I like also studying languages, and hope to study one day Urdu...as I studied farsi. Thank you too, dear friend!

[Sugar Plum ♥]

Then you made very good translation!

[Happy hours]

you're welcome