Best Poem of Habba Khatun

Habba Khatoon
I left my home for play
Nor yet again
Returned, although the day
Sank in the West.
The name I made is hailed
On lips of men,
Habba Khatun ! though veiled,
I found no rest.
Through crowds I found my way,
From forests, then,
The sages came, when day
Sank in the West.

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?my Friend?,? This Youth Is Loss
‏My friend‪,‬ this youth is loss
‏I lost all day on the way

‏Why were we born‪? ‬
‏Why did we not die‪? ‬
‏Why such beautiful name‪s? ‬
‏We must wait for the Judgment Day
‏And I lost all day on the way

‏The way of the world is a meaningless storm
‏I invited a difficult fate
‏And I lost all day on the way

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