| Posted at 08:23 PM on November 13, 2009 |
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In search of the Beloved, Mir has lost himself,
Will someone look at his plight ?
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Gaze at the Beloved from head to feet,
You'll see God and God alone.
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Where has my forgetfulness taken me?
I've been long waiting for myself.
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What did the moth whisper into the lamp ?
the latter was left bewildered.... till dawn !
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The heart says
it has been destroyed by the eyes
the eyes say
they have been abandoned by the heart
who is telling truth ?
who can surmise ?
Mir says he has been ruined
by both -
the heart and the eyes !
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Categories: Poetry
