COME, AYE COME!
Matloob Bokhari

Come, aye Come!
O the beauty of heaven!
Night in richly coloured dress is welcoming, come!
O the glory of stars!
Night stars like diamonds are welcoming, come!
O the ornament of moon!
In your absence, bright moon is welcoming,
Come!
O the queen of sky!
Scented air in night freshness is welcoming, come!
O the north polar star!
Moth orbiting round light has utterly consumed
Without form or body, is a part of beauty, come!
O the queen of light!
Carol of birds is playing melody sweet in tune.
My heart beating; cold callous gust started blowing.


Deep in darkness, I am all-alone, weak, weary and dreary
Night has rolled hours away; moist has dampened my heart.
Come, aye come!!
Come,Aye come!


Barbara Wühr Yes that's the influence -  Matloob-  "priest of the moon"... Your love poem is in the heart of those who can see and feel...