THE CONSUMED LOVER
Unveil your face, show your visage the coyness enough is,
The heart-burnt lover's desire, yours is.
Oh! Friend, (the real Beloved) never will I leave you,
As far as, I the lovesick one, breath and sap have.
All the beauties compared to your beauty,oh the beauty source,
Besides the roaring sea a straw is.
The wing consumed bird from the spring deprived is,
It's the arena for the rook to flaunt itself and the fly to buzz.
I am pleading for justice, where shall I adduce the heart's grief?
That like me the rectifier and helper is.
All these uproar and clamour that exist in the world,
All go towards the Beloved, and nothing but the ring of the bell is.