Author Mirza Ghalib These divine verses, As I write Are The hallowed revelations Descending From on high The sound of the scribe's pen In the stillness of the night is indeed The heavenly muse Uttering her immortal words Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments