Come That My Soul Has No Repose

Come that my soul has no repose Has no strength to bear the injustice of waiting Heaven is given in return for the life of this world But that high is not in proportion to this intoxication Such longing has come from your company That there is no control over my tears Suspecting torment, you are indifferent to me So no love resides in these clouds of dust From my heart has lifted the meaning of pleasure Without blossoms, there is no spring in life You have pledged to kill me at last But there is no determination in your promise You have sworn by the wine, Ghalib There is no faith in your avowal