Category: میرزا اسد الله غالب

No hope comes my way No visage shows itself to me That death will come one day is definite Then why does sleep evade me…

I perceive the world as a playground Where dawn and dusk appear in eternal rounds In His Universal form is a plaything the throne of…

There’s one who took my heart away But does she own it? I can’t say. See her as unjust though I may, Is she a…

I am left with no hope at all No possibility to reach my goal, The Day of my death is fixed, I am so very…

No, I wasn’t meant to love and be loved If I’d lived longer, I would have waited longer. Knowing you are faithless keeps me alive…

I agree, O heart, that my ghazals are not easy to take in When they hear my works, experienced poets tell meI should write something…

No flower of song, no fretting of a guitar I am the report of my own fracture. There, you spread your twisting curls. My doubts…

Heart it is, not a brick or stone Why shouldn’t it feel the pain? Let none tyrannize this heart Or I shall cry again and…

A trifle for children is creation to me Night and day at the races: existence to me. By my lights, Solomon’s throne is deception. The…

Let the ascetics sing of the garden of Paradise We who dwell in the true ecstasy can forget their vase-tamed bouquet. In our hall of…

Don’t stay afar pouting your lips at me like a rosebud I asked you for a kiss–let your lips answer my plea.

It is not love, it is madness My madness may be the cause of your fame Sever not my relationship with you If nothing then…

Hard it is, for all tasks, to be easy For a man, too, it is not easy to be human. What lamentation wills is ruin…

This was not our destiny, that union with the beloved would take place. If we had kept on living longer, then would have been kept…

Innocent heart, what has happened to you Alas, what is the cure to this pain? We are interested, and they are displeased, Oh Lord, what…

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…

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…

In her every gesture is a sign of some other thing As in her love transpires doubts of some other thing. Lord, she has not…

He was, when it was aught He would still be, even if it might have been naught Drowned I am in my ego What would…

These divine verses As I write Are The hallowed revelations Descending From on high The sound of the scribe’s pen In the stillness of the…

I wish to go and dwell In such a place, Where there’s no one else. No one to understand my speech, No one around to…

Although in her every indication, the aim is something else If she shows her affection(with me) , then different suspicion arises Oh Lord, ‘they’ have…

The dropp dies in the riverof its joy Pain goes so far it cures itself In the spring after the heavy rain the cloud disappears…

I will not cry for satisfaction if I could get my choice, Among the divine beautiful virgins of heaven, I want only you. After killing…

Pain did not become grateful to medicine I didn’t get well; [but it] wasn’t bad either Why are you gathering the Rivals? [It was just]…

I agree, O heart, that my ghazals are not easy to take in. When they hear my works, experienced poets tell meI should write something…

I will not cry for satisfaction if I could get my choice, Among the divine beautiful virgins of heaven, I want only you. After killing…