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The Wine Remaining Ghazal-45

O you have carved new images, Alas! You have not dug into your inner self, Alas!

You have been melted so By the heat of the West That you have dropped from your own eyes Just like a tear. Alas!

In a street where mere common dust Gains preciousness You did not prove that you were even worth An amorous half glance. Alas!

I take it that you have read through The book of wisdom, but You have not understood The meaning of Love’s narrative. Alas!

You went around the Ka‘bah, and You went around the idol house. But you did not engage Your vision with yourself. Alas!