Muntakhab al-tawarikh 234: Other Verses.

234

“When is the wine of love given to him who suffers no pain? Love for the beautiful is a state of exhilaration. To whose lot does it fall?”
“In my dream I saw her sitting with the jealous watcher, and my heart was perturbed. Had I at that moment awoken from my dream I should have died, but died too late.”
“When I cast a glance at her moonlike face, even while I am looking, She glowers at me angrily, to bid me not to gaze at her.”
“I steal a glance at that graceful one, And when she looks towards me, I look downwards to the ground in shame.”
“The child of my tears took his way to the road of my cheek, Like a sweet orphan he put his foot forward in this path; But the delicate child was unable to endure love’s tyranny, And called my beloved cruel and faithless.”
“I am perturbed when she is away from me, Lest my moon-faced darling should fall in love with another.”
Bairami wrote a complete divan of ghazals. He died in Hindustan.