Rubies and Cups

Tarawih just finished

Constantly seeing two two two, three three three, and eleven eleven

Lord don't place deeds on the scale, burst open the gates of heaven

I’ve aged a third of a century prior to turning 27

The mouth of Zeb Un Nisa’s lover was covered in meekness

Delicate silver on dessert furnishing it’s completeness

My lips also do not part often due to their sweetness

Jiske haat or dhil mein duah ki Mubarak

Woh sabse acche talwar ko pakarta hein

Since love is beyond computation, sourced from God's sea

Blessed be thine existence, countless may thy life’s years be

Who is the gem collector when the ruby bearer I?

The nectareous wine poured through us

Shall drain the goblet dry

It’s from الله