I Sit Alone To Introspect Poem by Mohammad Younus

I sit alone to introspect,
At a place self pity has set;
To gnaw old dry and dusty thoughts,
That taste much like fruit of Zaqum,
I sit alone in my heart,
To broom clean the room for Sultān,
Trying hard to forget,
All the things I hankered after,
Forgetting the promise
To my beloved,
Before coming to this place,
That I will never never forget him,
I remember the promise quite well,
Though I do not remember the day,
The voice of my lord
Alastu Birabbikum
(Am I not your lord) ,
Is still echoing in my ears,
I won't put beans in my ears.

Mykoul