By: Syed Hamza Asad
When the stars would disappear
For all the lovers in the town
My heart would cease to beat
To see the bliss all around
My despairing love will kick the grave,
In which I have willingly slept.
My grave would disperse on the land,
My soul would scatter in the sand,
What would be worse than that?
I was a lover of one I never had
So I let my soul then rest in pieces -
And let the devils eat me up!
A love for a Love has given me birth,
A cry for a Cry has given me death.
I am a leaf fallen from a tree,
I am an ocean full of blood
I am a bird shot by a hunter,
And I am a cloud melting too fast
In my solitude...