Last night I said to the candle of my desolate house
“Your hair gets combed by the wings of the moth
In the world I am like the lamp of the wilderness’ tulip
I am neither in an assembly’s lot, nor in a house’ fortune
Since a long time I am also burning my breath like you
Though I am circling the flame no moth has hit its wing
Many an effulgence is crammed in my life of unfulfilled desires
Not a single loving heart rises in this assembly
From where have you acquired this world-illuminating fire?
You have infused the love of Kalâm in the poor insect” !
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