After researching “Beher” and learning it is the meter or pattern of sher (couplets) in Urdu poetry*. Then there is the ghazal**. A Sunday morning’s meander into the found spiritual/philosophical acronym’s beginning word of beher emno beth (from Saturday morning practice).
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** https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/text/ghazal-poetic-form
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What follows is a Ghazal:
Maaz Bin Bilal
Not a Wish Comes to Fruition
A Ghazal by Mirza Asadullah Khan Ghalib (1797–1869)
Translation by Maaz Bin Bilal
Not a wish comes to fruition.
I can see no conclusion.
The day for death is a given,
Then why can’t I sleep this season?
I could laugh at myself once,
Now no humour, just remission.
I know the rewards for faith, still,
That is not my predilection.
There is a reason I am quiet now,
Else I’m eloquent in conversation.
Why should I not shout in remembrance?
Inaudible is my voice of reason.
If the wounds of my heart are not visible,
There’s no stench either, o physician.
We are there where to us, even,
Comes no news of our condition.
We die in the hope of dying (for love),
Death waits, with its repetition.
How will you show your face at the Kaaba, Ghalib?
You know no shame, only humiliation.
Transliteration of Urdu Text
koi ummīd bar nahiñ ātī
koi sūrat nazar nahiñ ātī
maut ka ek din mu’ayyan hai
nīnd kyūñ rāt bhar nahiñ ātī
āge āti thī hāl-e-dil pe hañsīñ
ab kisi bāt par nahiñ ātī
jāntā hūn sawāb-e-tā’at-o-zohad
par tabīyat udhar nahiñ ātī
hai kuchh aisī hī bāt jo chup hūñ
warna kya bāt kar nahiñ ātī
kyūn na chīķhūn ke yād karte haiñ
meri āvāz gar nahiñ ātī
dāġ-e-dil gar nazar nahiñ āta
bū bhi ai chārahgar nahiñ ātī
hum wahañ hain jahañ say hum ko bhī
kuchh hamārāī ķhabar nahiñ ātī
martay haiñ ārzū meiñ marnay kī
maut ātī hai par nahiñ ātī
kā’ba kis muñh se jāoge ġhālib
sharm tum ko magar nahiñ ātī
https://theghazalpage.squarespace.com/new-blog-70
koi sūrat nazar nahiñ ātī
maut ka ek din mu’ayyan hai
nīnd kyūñ rāt bhar nahiñ ātī
āge āti thī hāl-e-dil pe hañsīñ
ab kisi bāt par nahiñ ātī
jāntā hūn sawāb-e-tā’at-o-zohad
par tabīyat udhar nahiñ ātī
hai kuchh aisī hī bāt jo chup hūñ
warna kya bāt kar nahiñ ātī
kyūn na chīķhūn ke yād karte haiñ
meri āvāz gar nahiñ ātī
dāġ-e-dil gar nazar nahiñ āta
bū bhi ai chārahgar nahiñ ātī
hum wahañ hain jahañ say hum ko bhī
kuchh hamārāī ķhabar nahiñ ātī
martay haiñ ārzū meiñ marnay kī
maut ātī hai par nahiñ ātī
kā’ba kis muñh se jāoge ġhālib
sharm tum ko magar nahiñ ātī
https://theghazalpage.squarespace.com/new-blog-70