N. Wahid Azal
Saturday, 21 April 2012
A poem from the Divan of Subh-i-Azal
There is no Day to my Night of separation apparent
What a Night that there is no hope of Day apparent!
The grief from the enemies blame is better than all griefs,
For whilst I am separated from the Friend I am not alone in the station of blame (malamat).
(d. 1912) (
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