This was not our destiny, that union with the beloved would take place. <br />If we had kept on living longer, then would have been kept waiting <br /> <br />If I lived on your promise, then know this that I knew it to be false <br />For would I not have died of happiness, if I had had trust [in it]? <br /> <br />From your delicacy I knew that the vow had been bound loosely <br />You could never have broken it, if it had been firm <br /> <br />Let someone ask my heart about your half-drawn arrow <br />Where would this anxiety/ pain have come from, if it had gone through the liver? <br /> <br />What kind of friendship is this, that friends have become Advisors? <br />If someone had been a healer, if someone had been a sympathizer! <br /> <br />From the rock-vein would drip that blood which would never have stopped <br />If this which you are considering 'grief' this were just a spark <br /> <br />Although grief is life-threatening, how would we escape, while there is a heart? <br /> <br />If there were not the grief of passion, there would be the grief of livelihood <br /> <br />To whom might I say what it is- the night of sadness is a bad disaster! <br />Why would I have minded dying, if it took place one time? <br /> <br />Since upon having died, I became disgraced- why were I not drowned in the ocean? <br />Neither a funeral procession would ever been formed, nor would there anywhere be a tomb <br /> <br />Who can see him? for that Oneness is unique <br />If there were even a whiff of twoness, then somehow [He] would be two or four <br /> <br />These problems of mysticism! this discourse of yours, Ghalib! <br />We would consider you a saint- if you weren't a wine-drinker.<br /><br />Mirza Ghalib<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-was-not-our-destiny/
