How a heathen like, you play the life’s game

THE AMANNENSIS OF MULLAH ZAIGHUM
From the Note Book of MuIlah Zada Zaightttu Lolabi of Kashmir

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How a heathen like, you play the life’s game,
You go with the world, to world, you cant tame.

No face I see in school of harem hence.
With Junaid’s heart, Zali-o-Razi’s glance.

The Grand Mufti says, This is nature’s way,
In deen of finch banned the hawk’s hold say!

The great Jurist said to hawk in mirth.
You fly along skies, why not along earth.

Since I have vowed not to speak lie,
I may back bite to king, there I don’t fly.

I have no Smarkand-o-Bukhara in hand,
Please pray for me to poet af this land.¹

1. Viz of Shiraz.