Classic Poem

Lift this veil (reveal yourself) beloved one! Why this modesty now?

Your curls ambush me, become poisonous, sting me!
Do you feel no pity when you look at me, a glance that stabs.

Your eyes. Arrows that pierce my helpless chest.
You wounded me, then hid your face. Who taught you such trickery?

You pierced me with the separation-dagger and my heart became heavy.
Not a care did you show for me, all your words were false.

You made me love you, won my heart and never showed your face again.
My wisdom was surely impaired for I drank this poison myself.

Shah Inayat, I cannot speak of this, but I look for your face in every face.
I am complete, why do I stumble? I have been true to my word.

Lift this veil (reveal yourself) beloved one! Why this modesty now?