Shina Poetry by Fazal Ur Rehman Alamgir

English Translation Nilao mai, these are ancient footsteps, Nilao mai, the sacred stages of love. Which valley did Laila wander through, my beloved, That her dust still carries the fragrance of devotion? Today I have reached the exalted station of love, My life now walks only in the rhythm of your presence. With a heart so deep, I stood face to face with fate, Like a shell concealing pearls within its folds. All my life’s sorrows have finally been spent, Now my heart floats upon an ocean of joy. I do not recognize myself anymore in this state, My face is dyed in the crimson of roses. I have shed blood unjustly, yet I regret nothing, For the stains upon me are marks of honor. Those tyrants who once wounded my eyes with cruelty— Today stand shamed before the blade of truth.