ranga ranga pholimuti vaari gul....
The garden is ablaze with
diverse hues.
O bulbul, behold these flowers
In the assembled gorgeous
court!
Yemberzal, rose, pomegranate blossom
And hyacinth - each magnificent!
What a lovely roll of colours!
The sensual lover dotes on colour -
The evanescent beauty of spring.
His friendship dies when the
bloom is gone.
Beauty's everlasting, the bulbuls say,
For splendid flowers of diverse
hues
Are always seen in bloom.
Come to the garden early, and mark
Who helps keep flowers in
trim,
And makes them - bloom ere
break of dawn,
What keen expectancy fills the air?
The well-groomed beds and
the flowers
That strain their eyes on
the bush!
A drink of morning dew relieves
The heart
that's bowed with grief -
It's only the garden where
the sick get healed.
The morning breeze wafts abroad
Praise of the beauty self
flowers,
Which fills all lovers with
longing.
One with music in his soul
Alone can diagnose pain,
And grade flowers in this
saffron field.
Mabjoor, your poems and speech must show you
Not as a florist, but as a
flower.
Then only can you claim flowers?
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