Saturday, 18 October 2014

They don't know about life and death,
So they don't care how deep the wound is,
True or not, but I've heard;
They don't care about me anymore.
O' Cup Bearer, when I remember
What the pain gave me,
The pain ceases to feel
Painful anymore.
I've stopped to distinguish between
What can create me and what can destroy,
For, when you understand what life is,
Death ceases to seem
The end anymore.
Listen what in the cave is told,
They say the Dervish speaks about God,
Tell him those who don't understand,
Cease to call him
A dervish anymore.
What has been sprinkled in the air?
The cave is all dark,
Everyone is just the same,
But the Dervish isn't
A dervish anymore.
The fire keeps burning all night
But none of its lovers are around,
At dawn, they all assemble in sorrow,
Only when the ashes wouldn't
Ignite anymore
Who says it's a silent night?
I can hear the cries of those,
Who cannot be
Silent anymore.
Tell the winner of this game,
If we had not wanted to loose,
He'd not have been
The winner anymore.
All the world was dark,
Until yesterday, when someone told,
'Light a candle tonight',
And this world wasn't
Dark anymore.
Under the street lights of this town,
When I look at my shadow,
The lonety of my soul
Doesn't feel loner anymore.
Ask the revealer why,
They all say
His lunacy cannot be
Understood anymore.

- Syed Rehan

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