Ghazals Of Ghalib

The Almighty Of Rekhta

Mirza Asadullah Khan (Ghalib)-27-12-1797(Agra) To 15-02-1869 (Delhi)

There Is A Lady Sweet And Kind

 

 

[By Rabindra Nath Banerjee(Ranjan)]

 

 

 

There is a lady sweet and kind,

Was never face so pleased my mind;

I did but see her passing by,

And yet I love her till I die.

 

Her gesture, motion and her smile,

Her wit, her voice, my heart beguiles,

Beguiles my heart, I know not why,

And yet I love her till I die.

 

Her free behaviour, winning looks,

Will make a lawyer burn his books,

I touched her not, alas, not I,

And yet I love her till I die.

 

Had I her fast betwixt mine arms,

Judge you that think such sports were harms,

Were't any harm? No, no fie, fie!

For I will love her till I die.

 

Should I remain confined there,

So long as Phoebus in his sphere,

I to request, she to deny,

Yet would I love her till I die.

 

Cupid is winged and doth range;

Her country so my love doth change,

But change she earth, or change the sky,

Yet will I love her till I die.

 

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