Mirza Asadullah Khan (Ghalib)-27-12-1797(Agra) To 15-02-1869 (Delhi)
English Poetry It Does Not Matter
Existence is carefree, even if iron, it does not matter,
Why should be partial with rein, even if shawl, it does not matter.
Unable to defy faithfulness, at last face has to be shown,
Still possess courage, even if distressed, it does not matter.
In the pitch-dark-night, thought of strolling, is a seer craze,
What you can expect from thorn, even if in garden, it does not matter.
They walk ahead, to show the way to destination, being a leader,
We are scared of the guide, even if golden-beauty, it does not matter.
Even the skilled divers, it is said, unable to evade fate,
Either it is pearl-mine or poetry mine, it does not matter.
Life is too favourite to us, if he is a lover, let him be,
No harm in massaging feet, even if rival, it does not matter.
To get rid of daily commotion, it is proper to get robbed, once and all,
Blessings are for that one, even if highwayman, it does not matter.
To what extent became oppressed, nights and days are not passing,
Then why to regret on passing, even if neck, it does not matter.
Disgusted by sleeplessness, he is now trying to move-on,
Some sound must stop him, even if lamentation, it does not matter.
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