Khwaja Haidar Ali Aatish

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Khwaja Haidar Ali Aatish (Urdu: خواجہ حَیدر علی آتِش ‎), (1764— 13 January 1847) of Lucknow was an Urdu poet.


  • For years have I held converse with someone in my thoughts,
    For long has a pictured visage lodged within my heart.
    I had held it all through as dear as life,
    My desire will weep for me for years in the burial yard.
    I too once drank the draughts from the fount of life,
    I too slept for long in peace, sheltered by the flask.
    For long did I stroll about in gardens and groves,
    For long could I smell my rose in the roses of the park.
    Such a sensitive being am I, it will cause my death,
    For years shall that shrew regret having hurt my heart.
    Even if reduced to ashes, like the wind-borne dust,
    For years I'll eddy around questing someone lost.
    • Urdu Ghazals: An Anthology from 16th to 20th century, p. 113

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