Khwaja Haidar Ali Aatish

Khwaja Haidar Ali Aatish (Urdu: خواجہ حَیدر علی آتِش ‎), (1764— 13 January 1847) of Lucknow was an Urdu poet.

Quotes

 * For years have I held converse with someone in my thoughts, For long has a pictured visage lodged within my heart. I had held it all through as dear as life, My desire will weep for me for years in the burial yard. I too once drank the draughts from the fount of life, I too slept for long in peace, sheltered by the flask. For long did I stroll about in gardens and groves, For long could I smell my rose in the roses of the park. Such a sensitive being am I, it will cause my death, For years shall that shrew regret having hurt my heart. Even if reduced to ashes, like the wind-borne dust, For years I'll eddy around questing someone lost.
 * Urdu Ghazals: An Anthology from 16th to 20th century, p. 113