Ghazal 237

One more breath, my fate is at stake
Alas, my good fortune does not wake.

Morning breeze blew Her dust in my eye
I cannot see from the tears and the ache.

I cannot embrace and hug your body, why?
My most ardent wishes I must break.

Only with the Beloved, I can be & can try
No other labor can I undertake.

Only from your hair some good news I can pry
Else, from strangers, there's no news I can take.

Ardently, sincerely, a thousand prayers I let fly
What use, not even one in my world I can make.

Enough sharing my heart with the morning breeze's sigh
With my luck tonight, not even the dawn will break.

I spend my whole life in pursuit till I die
Yet misfortunes of your hair I cannot shake.

Hafiz & his heart, everyone must forsake
Has hidden himself within your wave & wake.