Didn't what I had said come true?
Didn't you end up losing them too?
I watched everything fall apart.
Tell me, was the city of your heart ever rebuilt?
Just one meeting in an entire year—
Isn't that the height of cruelty?
That was all I wanted to ask the messenger:
Did you deliver my message or not?
They had only come to see
Whether I had become someone else's or not.
Well, forget about me for a moment.
Tell me, is that moon-like one still the same?
If the lamp has gone out, never mind—
At least it fought against the storms, didn't it?
You must have spoken of many things,
But did you mention me at all?
You believed they were faithful.
Tell me, didn't the unfaithful betray you in the end?
Across the land of my heart,
Have tents of pain not risen everywhere?
After testing the whole world,
Did they finally return to you or not?
Fine, I may have been ruined,
But tell me, what did you gain?
Did they decide
Whether to meet me again or not?
Doesn't God have a special love
For those who love with all their heart?
Does the desert breeze
Still ask about me today?
Even after death, I keep wondering:
Was my beloved truly mine, or not?
And tell me honestly—
Do you still remember a poet named Ghaznavi?
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