gazal
a journey of the footprints not made by any feet
of all the havoc that love has wreaked
of these ravages i am the peak
i am a lamp in your gathering that’s gone out
i am an allusion that from your lips leaked
that has death alone as its cure
i am the worries of such a life worth a week
she, who saw me and looked away
i am the mute gaze of her eyes deep
it is but my own face alone that i've seen
what a strange man in this world i’ve been
someone heard shiv say yesterday, sorrow’s
left me well known in this world bleak
left me well known in this world bleak
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