Poem Number 383
As much as my grief of love to...
The ghazal
As much as my grief of love to the physicians , I uttered ,
Me the wretched stranger they remedied not . *** Not with its own seal is love's casket
O Lord the desire of the watchers , be not *** That haughty rose that , momently , is in the power of a thorn ,
Say Thine be shame of the poor nightingale *** O Lord safety , give so that again may see
The eye of lovers , the face of the beloved ones . *** To the Friend , love's secret pain , we told ;
Pain from the physicians beloved ones love's pain , one cannot conceal . *** O Benefactor beloved at the tray of union with Thee , at last ,
Of those portionless , how long shall we be *** The disgrace of the world , Hafiz would not have been ,
If , the counsels of admonishers , he had heard . ***
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