Mirza Ghalib

in nothingness

In nothingness God was there, if naught he would persist, existence has sunk me, what loss, if I didn't exist. When so burdened, why the sorrow, of losing one's head, if it had not been severed, would be, hanging low instead. Though ages he's been dead Galib is, still thought of today, at every trice, to ask what would be, if it were this way.

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