From the wind I caught
Message of the beloved
I called a loud cry
In the direction
Where from scent of flowers
The messenger
Fell in love with the love
What I got from my rivals
Happy streams and stars
Beauty in nature
Where he is how is he
The beloved was pleased
To have asked
The air around beauty
In noble lies for her lust
The wind replieth
Here is me but he is gone
Dislikes company
In lonely retreat
He and his songs
A book of verse a cup divine
The messenger the rivals
But friends of days
Who conspires who loves
What is it to the lover
Speak thy heart like lark to the rose
The messenger may bring happy news I hope
4/3/2009
Sadiqullah Khan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/noble-lies/
