This verse has constructed for the rose a two-stage life cycle: the closed ('composed, collected') bud, followed by the opened ('disturbed, disquieted') rose. At no stage of its life does the rose obtain the 'provisions, supplies'-- or 'leaf'-- of contentment, which is what makes its 'sleep/dream' actually 'disturbed', even if as a bud it looks 'composed'. Ghalib himself explains all this in the letter cited above-- what a rare treat! Shadan complains about the Persian plural form , or 'bloomings'. This is one of Ghalib's pluralized abstractions; for other examples, see 1,2 . While in other instances the plural form seems to enrich the meaning, here the case is harder to make. The single 'bud' followed by a multiple set of 'bloomings' could perhaps be said to heighten the contrast between the tightness of the former and the scatteredness of the latter, but really that's rather weak. The plural form of course fits nicely into the meter; perhaps even Ghalib once in a while uses just a small wisp of padding . The first line has a vigorous colloquial effect; it's really an idiomatic negative exclamation (for more on this use of , see 4,3 ). But what's not clear is to whom the rose's predestined lack of the 'provision' of contentment is 'known'. Is some observer exclaiming about the rose's fate, and analyzing the rose's restless sleep/dream? Or does the first line contain the content of the rose's intuitive awareness, the cause of its restless sleep/dream? Josh claims that 'in there's an ': on first reading we take to mean 'leaf', to go with 'bud' and 'bloomings'; later we realize that what the word really means here is 'provisions' or 'wealth' (see the definition above). I'd say that both meanings apply. Since the verse is entirely about the life of a rose, why wouldn't the rose dream, or brood, about a (real or metaphorical) 'leaf' of contentment? But past a certain point, parsing the exact metaphorical grammar of a ghazal verse becomes a hopeless exercise-- especially in the case of a poet like Ghalib, who enjoys setting up fine, lucid metaphorical equations, and then subvert them or tangle them up. What I really love about this verse is the second line. It stuck in my mind the first time I ever heard it. It has that great sense of ' mood ', and so much flowingness and resonance! You don't even need the first line, in order to enjoy the second one very fully. In fact it's almost better without the first line, for then you're left to imagine for yourself the nature of the rose's restlessness in its sleep/dream. Then it's a line full of mystery, with a powerful ominousness that evokes for us our own similar fate. For more on verses, see 44,5x . For another verse that plays (less effectively) with 'collectedness', dream/sleep, and the rose, see 431x,5 . And along similar lines there's also 212,2 . Also, see Mir 's famous and ' unattainably simple ' meditation on buds and roses, M 6,2 . Is Mir's verse incomparable, or can Ghalib's second line almost measure up? graphics/bud.jpg