Ilahis

Am I in ruins
At the end of life?
Am I crazy
Losing my mind?

Tell me,
Oh source of my increasing sadness
In my sorrow
Am I stranger to you?

Fluttering my wings
Circling around and around
Burning to ashes –
Am I merely a moth?

Standing in awe
Mixed into a thousand colors
Filled and emptied –
Am I a wine glass?

Teary-eyed
Weak-kneed
Searching for You
Have I gone mad with love?

People talk about my state –
You should hear what they say
They seem to enjoy mocking me –
Am I an entertainer?

They think I am insane
They mistake me for Mecnun
They are all misguided
Have I stripped myself bare?

Let them say what they will
Let them believe I am crazed with love
Let them think I am a lunatic
Am I the only one in this state?

Aski, what use am I now
A mere bow on the strings?
Am I a violin
Singing of Love?