Ghalib

leaving and carrying the marks of unfulfilled longing an extinguished candle that finds no place of familiarity unity of senses the mirrored door has opened perfect and imperfect are lost within seeking unraveled the strings of beauty’s veil leaving nothing but threads for those who can see my heart longs to love just one has fallen knowing no reward but the craving for one not a coward of love yet knowing a heart once full of pride has resigned version by dochong jdpsn