Love Had Found Wide Publicity

My love had found wide publicity
Like flower scent, it had gained spontaneity

How can I say beloved has forsaken me
This true, but to say it is not propriety

Leaving me, beloved always returned to my fold
How well it speaks of beloved’s fickle quality

May you ever prosper in unison with beloved
One hell is night of loneliness with its longevity

When beloved had just caressed my burning forehead
My soul felt as cured by this touch of Jesus faculty

Even now in rainy season, body is aching
Longings are revived, wishes join priority…

– Parveen Shakir