Month: April 2022

I am the smoke of a blown out candle

Another beautiful death poem, so good it deserves its own post   Poetry by Ali Akbar Natiq, sung by Ustad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan Translation by A. Changezi: I am the smoke of a blown out candle, returning to my source My heart’s desires erased, I now efface my existence Last night, your lost remembrance…