Osculetur me osculo oris sui : quia meliora sunt ubera tua vino...
My heart, bring me some sign plucked from the roses of hope's garden
You cannot bring a flower in bloom? Bring me an autumn leaf
Companion of my begging days, get up and go out quickly
Pawn anything- your life, your clothes- and bring abundant wine
O God, You have brought forth all this from what was non-existent
Bring me a kiss or two, brought from the corner of her mouth
- from The Seeing Eye: Selections from the Urdu and Persian Ghazals of Ghalib, translated by Ralph Russell
posted by Arturo Vasquez @ 9:05 PM
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You all know what's on my mind...
Ooh I like that picture. So I guess you know what's on my mind, too.
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Clever things, speaks)
It is not logical
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