Ghazal

                                           GHAZAL

              

              Love's drunkyard shines this scrimitar for you.
              Rough swoons will pierce a stranger in a bar-for you.

              To paradise,the needle's eye is shut-
               a camel kneels in purgatory's tar for you.

               Never mind hatching fish,swims upstream.
               The soggy world will turn to caviar for you.

                No,listen!It's caught,I tell you,now-
                passing hand to hand at the bazaar for you.

                Petrified,the trees uproot and drain.
                Elixirs concoct phantoms in that jar for you.

                Young heart,your boasting crucifies my ear.
                 Hush-an arrow rides desire's frantic scar for you.

                  A pipe is not a pipe nor sign a sign-
                  So what!My secret stash keeps a cigar for you!

                  Oh God,you see these prospects do me in.
                  Whisper,"Yashal,even this,my yaar, for you."

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