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