We Reached the Loved One's Blissful Gate

We reached the loved one's blissful gate, but naught of her did sight;
We entered Paradise, but ah, we saw no Vision bright.

E'en to the fourth sphere wandered we in quest of easement still;
Alas, no Jesus did we find to heal the ailing spright.

See how the circling of the o'erturned sphere hath dealt by us;
The very feast of Jem for us with brimming bowl's undight.

Like unto Mejnun have we journeyed to the Ka'ba fane;
Our prayers have passed, but naught of fair effect therefrom doth light.

The heart hath passed within the mirror shadow-like, and gone;
Amazed am I we ne'er have seen yon one, our heart's delight.

In such ascendant wills it not to scatter grace, we ne'er
Have seen the sun refulgent e'en the eastern skies ignite.

O Ghalib, in sad sooth unread hath our petition bode;
To Love's Divan we've come, but ne'er have seen that Lord of Might.