Dr Shahzad Rizvi on Muslim Saleem and revelation of his poetic art

and I quote:
“Sometime I don’t write poetry for weeks or years at a time. And when the flow begins, whether I am in the office or traveling or just staying in one place, couplets, one after the other, start tumbling out of me. Some times, after a fallow period of years, for ten – fifteen days it seems that someone has pushed the button of creativity in me; during these days I am almost in a trance, swaying back and forth, and in that state I welcome the new arrivals. When the couplets produced by my inner self during this period leave such a remarkable impression on me, a being of modest learning, then I breathe with satisfaction that the people of taste will certainly like them.”
For the reason I mentioned earlier, I try to find time in my very busy life inWashingtonto translate his poetry because I regard it a worthy task as well as I would like Mr. Muslim Saleem’s art to be known internationally. Hence I have translated his ghazal:
In silence, he is revealing every secret
He is only speaking the language of smiles
Hunter – congratulations – get ready your trap
Your quarry of my heart is poised to fly
Though he is putting sweet melodies into the ear
Beware! He may poison the cup of your life
Attired in the robes of civilization
Packs of carnivores have been residing within the community
Love, such an unusual thing – though the beloved is silent
And yet, every limb of his speaks volumes of her emotions

– Dr. Shahzad A. Rizvi

(Ghazal in roman script:
Khamoshi se har raz-e-nihan khol raha hai
Wo sirf tabussum ki zaban bol raha hai
Sayyado Mubarak ho, chalo daam bichhao
Seene mein parinda koi par tol raha hai
Wo zeest ke pyale mein kaheen zahr na bhar de
Kanomein jo awaz ka ras ghol raha hai
Ulfat bhi ajab shai hai, wo khamosh hai lekin
Us shokh ka har azw-e-badan bol raha hai
Tehzeeb ki poshak se jimson ko saja kar
Basti mein darindon ka ghol raha hai
1. Raz-e-nihan : Deep secret
2. Daam : Net
3. Zeest : Life
4. Azw-e-badan : Part of body
5. Poshak : Attire, dress
6. Darindon : Beasts,
7. ghol : group