Love Is a Real Burden
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Ghazal's Recurring Lament
This poem is written in the ghazal form, a sequence of largely autonomous couplets that revolve around a single emotional core. Each couplet here returns to the same motifs—fire, smoke, departure—and offers a fresh image of separation or lament. That concentric repetition and the gap between couplets creates a cumulative pressure: grief and the ‘‘burden’’ of love feel both personal and inexorable. As a piece from Kulliyat-e-Mir, it uses the ghazal’s compressed, aphoristic lines to make the experience of love’s heaviness feel inevitable and hard to lift.
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