Did you ever surfeit a drinker to this heart? Bring to my lips, Saqi, lips of the purple flask. Scent-like, it cannot lie concealed behind the veil, … - Khwaja Mir Dard
" "Did you ever surfeit a drinker to this heart?
Bring to my lips, Saqi, lips of the purple flask.
Scent-like, it cannot lie concealed behind the veil,
The beauty which has tasted the delight of being unveiled.
Brief is our span of life, fleeter than the lightning flash,
Fated are we to finish in haste each assigned task.
Whosoever I approach to unfold my heart,
Comes forth at once with his own tale of woe.
You haven't seen, O Dard, the world's destructive might,
Flask-like it mingles in dust each drinker's blood.
About Khwaja Mir Dard
Khwaja Mir Dard (1720- 6 January 1785) (Urdu: خواجہ میر درد) was a poet of the Delhi School. He was a Sufi saint of the Naqshbandi-Mujaddadi religious order.
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