Some water droplets fell on my face, and I looked up, feeling the sky’s embrace. Like wine from the heavens, they gently kissed, reminding me of moments missed. Ghalib’s whispers were soft and clear, “Love’s just a drop, yet so dear.” His words remind us that the heart, though not made of stone, is filled with deep emotions that surface in moments of vulnerability. In every sip, a memory lies; in every tear, a love that cries. As I stood there, more droplets fell, each one a reminder of the tales poets tell.
Mir spoke of love’s first pain, “At the start, why complain?” His lines suggest that the initial pangs of love are just the beginning, hinting at the deeper sorrows and joys to come. But as I drink this sorrow deep, I learn love’s secrets, those that seep. Mir’s poetry often uses the metaphor of drinking to convey the bittersweet nature of love, a blend of sweet and bitter, like wine we employ. The taste lingers, both pleasure and ache, a constant reminder of what’s at stake.
Faiz’s words were like wine at night, “Hope remains, in the darkest light.” His shayari evokes the resilience of hope even in the face of despair. With each drop, I find my way through love’s night to a brighter day. Faiz’s verses sang of enduring hope, of clinging to love, the ultimate rope. In the silence of the night, under the starlit dome, I drank to love, to loss, to finding my way home. His imagery of long evenings filled with sorrow yet illuminated by hope resonates deeply in moments of reflection.
So let the droplets kiss my skin, and let the drink of love begin. For in this sip, a world I see, of love, of loss, and poetry. With each droplet, I feel alive, tasting the past, and learning to thrive. Love, like wine, must be savored slow, with every drop, our hearts grow. In the rain, under the sky’s vast sea, I drink to the poets and their endless legacy. The water on my face becomes a testament to the intertwining of love and drink, a celebration of the poignant and beautiful verses of Ghalib, Mir, and Faiz, each sip a tribute to their timeless poetry.
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Such great words to bring peace. Sounds like a talented author.
This is so creative for poetry. I like the saying drops of love.
These are such lovely words. I am always a fan of poetry like this.
Loved reading about legendary poets like Mir and Ghalib. Their words overflow with emotion and they capture the very essence of that elusive emotion called love. Their words are indeed like priceless gems. Sandy N Vyjay
I loved your heartfelt post on ‘Drops of Love’!Faiz’s words truly touched me, reminding me of the beauty in simplicity. Keep spreading positivity through your writing.
Poetry is definitely timeless. And the thought that love should be savoured sip by sip….like wine ….has left me wondering. Don’t we all wait for that kind of love that just sweeps up off our feet?
Such an amazing post, loved the emotional yet touchy post. Ghalib’s drop of love is so apt.
Such beautiful couplets you have chosen to reflect drinks and the emotions. I feel like reading all the poets now. Of course, Ghalib is easily available on YouTube, am going to search for the rest as well.
All I will Like to say about this post is that its a brilliant piece I got to read today morning and I feel like taking a dip in the wine glass to enjoy it .
Such legends & as they say “legends never die” their work speaks forever.
Love the urdu poetry esp when the words are difficult for Hindi speaking people. It connects with the heart.
Thanks for your wonderful post. Being in love is one of the best feelings in the world. The longing to meet that special someone, the butterflies in your stomach, and the sensation of their touch—it’s like poetry in motion, makes me feel nostalgic.
Comparing drinking in the feeling of love with wine and loving it’s bittersweet experiences gave a whole new angle to this prompt. Nicely done!
That’s indeed a lovely post. I got to know about poets who were new to me.
I’d say it was a rich literacy experience for me through this post.
Wow I love you have spoken about two amazing poets Galib and Mir and shares their beautiful poems. The ease with which they talk about love pain and heartbreak is so mesmerizing.
Reading Ghalib, Mir, and Faiz here, offers a chance to understand the Urdu language through English and their greatness as poets.
Oh wow! Beauty of words flows just like the gentle rain caressing your skin. Love is indeed complex, layered filled with bittersweet feelings, memories, and everything else. And the three poets you chose to give tribute here, you couldn’t have done better! Kudos for this extremely heartwarming post.
This is a unique post on the prompt. I enjoyed reading all the different pieces of poetry. Love and wine is always a lovely comp[arison in poetry.