| | Poem Title | First Lines | Period | # Lines | # Reads |
| 1: | Adoration | Who does not feel desire unending | | 54 | 191 |
| 2: | Afridi Love | Since, Oh, Beloved, you are not even faithful | | 72 | 221 |
| 3: | Among the Rice Fields | She was fair as a Passion-flower, | | 20 | 194 |
| 4: | Ashore | Out I came from the dancing-place: | | 11 | 195 |
| 5: | Atavism | Deep in the jungle vast and dim, | | 16 | 194 |
| 6: | Back to the Border | The tremulous morning is breaking | | 40 | 214 |
| 7: | Camp Follower's Song, Gomal River | We have left Gul Kach behind us, | | 44 | 227 |
| 8: | Dedication to Malcolm Nicolson | I, who of lighter love wrote many a verse, | | 12 | 176 |
| 9: | Deserted Gipsy's Song: Hillside Camp | She is glad to receive your turquoise ring, | | 24 | 182 |
| 10: | Disappointment | Oh, come, Beloved, before my beauty fades, | | 64 | 185 |
| 11: | Early Love | Who says I wrong thee, my half-opened rose? | | 61 | 221 |
| 12: | Famine Song | Death and Famine on every side | | 48 | 173 |
| 13: | Fancy | Far in the Further East the skilful craftsman | | 20 | 183 |
| 14: | Farewell | Farewell, Aziz, it was not mine to fold you | | 20 | 188 |
| 15: | Fate Knows no Tears | Just as the dawn of Love was breaking | | 66 | 199 |
| 16: | Feroke | The rice-birds fly so white, so silver white, | | 16 | 186 |
| 17: | Feroza | The evening sky was as green as Jade, | | 24 | 181 |
| 18: | From Behind the Lattice | I see your red-gold hair and know | | 15 | 179 |
| 19: | Golden Eyes | Oh Amber Eyes, oh Golden Eyes! | | 72 | 214 |
| 20: | Hira-Singh's Farewell to Burmah | On the wooden deck of the wooden Junk, silent, alone, we lie, | | 28 | 186 |
| 21: | His Rubies: Told by Valgovind | Along the hot and endless road, | | 84 | 213 |
| 22: | I Arise and go Down to the River | I arise and go down to the River, and currents that come from the sea, | | 44 | 208 |
| 23: | I Shall Forget | Although my life, which thou hast scarred and shaken, | | 14 | 203 |
| 24: | In the Early, Pearly Morning: Song by Valgovind | The fields are full of Poppies, and the skies are very blue, | | 24 | 215 |
| 25: | Kashmiri Song | Pale hands I love beside the Shalimar, | | 12 | 205 |
| 26: | Kashmiri Song by Juma | You never loved me, and yet to save me, | | 10 | 229 |
| 27: | Khan Zada's Song on the Hillside | The fires that burn on all the hills | | 20 | 206 |
| 28: | Khristna and His Flute | Be still, my heart, and listen, | | 32 | 201 |
| 29: | Kotri, by the River | At Kotri, by the river, when the evening's sun is low, | | 36 | 208 |
| 30: | Lalila, to the Ferengi Lover | Why above others was I so blessed | | 40 | 203 |
| 31: | Lallji my Desire | This is no time for saying 'no' | | 49 | 200 |
| 32: | Less Than The Dust | Less than the dust, beneath thy Chariot wheel, | | 12 | 214 |
| 33: | Lines by Taj Mahomed | This passion is but an ember | | 8 | 199 |
| 34: | Listen, Beloved | Listen, Beloved, the Casurinas quiver, | | 88 | 208 |
| 35: | Lost Delight | I lie alone beneath the Almond blossoms, | | 52 | 177 |
| 36: | Love Lightly | There were Roses in the hedges, and Sunshine in the sky, | | 24 | 204 |
| 37: | Mahomed Akram's Appeal To The Stars | | | 28 | 212 |
| 38: | Malaria | He lurks among the reeds, beside the marsh, | | 36 | 186 |
| 39: | Malay Song | The Stars await, serene and white, | | 28 | 183 |
| 40: | Marriage Thoughts: by Morsellin Khan | I give you my house and my lands, all golden with harvest; | | 47 | 222 |
| 41: | Memory | How I loved you in your sleep, | | 49 | 194 |
| 42: | Middle-age | The sins of Youth are hardly sins, | | 36 | 183 |
| 43: | My Desire | Fate has given me many a gift | | 36 | 172 |
| 44: | My Paramour was Loneliness | My paramour was loneliness | | 8 | 208 |
| 45: | Nay, not To-night | Nay, not to-night; - the slow, sad rain is falling | | 28 | 204 |
| 46: | No Rival Like the Past | As those who eat a Luscious Fruit, sunbaked, | | 8 | 200 |
| 47: | Oh, Unforgotten and Only Lover | Oh, unforgotten and only lover, | | 104 | 175 |
| 48: | Ojira, to Her Lover | I am waiting in the desert, looking out towards the sunset, | | 36 | 193 |
| 49: | On Pilgrimage | Oh, youthful bearer of my palanquin, | | 16 | 183 |
| 50: | On the City Wall | Upon the City Ramparts, lit up by sunset gleam, | | 20 | 198 |
| 51: | Palm Trees by the Sea | Love, let me thank you for this! | | 54 | 205 |
| 52: | Prayer | You are all that is lovely and light, | | 36 | 184 |
| 53: | Protest: By Zahir-u-Din | Alas! alas! this wasted Night | | 84 | 196 |
| 54: | Reminiscence of Mahomed Akram | I shall never forget you, never. Never escape | | 31 | 200 |
| 55: | Request | Give me your self one hour; I do not crave | | 8 | 196 |
| 56: | Reverie Of Mahomed Akram At The Tamarind Tank | The Desert is parched in the burning sun | | 109 | 207 |
| 57: | Reverie of Ormuz the Persian | Softly the feathery Palm-trees fade in the violet Distance, | | 40 | 198 |
| 58: | Reverie: Zahir-u-Din | Alone, I wait, till her twilight gate | | 26 | 206 |
| 59: | Rutland Gate | His back is bent and his lips are blue, | | 20 | 190 |
| 60: | Sampan Song | A little breeze blew over the sea, | | 12 | 204 |
| 61: | Sea Song | Against the planks of the cabin side, | | 24 | 191 |
| 62: | Second Song (Three Songs of Zahir-u-Din) | How much I loved that way you had | | 30 | 193 |
| 63: | Second Song: The Girl from Baltistan | Throb, throb, throb, | | 61 | 189 |
| 64: | Sher Afzul | This was the tale Sher Afzul told to me, | | 84 | 181 |
| 65: | Shivratri (the Night of Shiva) | Nearer and nearer cometh the car | | 32 | 196 |
| 66: | Song by Gulbaz | Is it safe to lie so lonely when the summer twilight closes | | 14 | 188 |
| 67: | Song of Faiz Ulla | Just at the time when Jasmins bloom, most sweetly in the summer weather, | | 9 | 175 |
| 68: | Song of Jasoda | Had I been young I could have claimed to fold thee | | 52 | 180 |
| 69: | Song Of Khan Zada | As one may sip a Stranger's Bowl | | 8 | 198 |
| 70: | Song of Ramesram Temple Girl | Now is the season of my youth, | | 36 | 184 |
| 71: | Song of Taj Mahomed | Dear is my inlaid sword; across the Border | | 8 | 171 |
| 72: | Song of the Colours: by Taj Mahomed | Rose Pink am I, the colour gleams and glows | | 76 | 204 |
| 73: | Song of the Devoted Slave | There is one God: Mahomed his Prophet. Had I his power | | 27 | 178 |
| 74: | Song of the Parao (Camping-ground) | Heart, my heart, thou hast found thy home! | | 83 | 173 |
| 75: | Song of the Peri | Beauty, the Gift of Gifts, I give to thee. | | 36 | 171 |
| 76: | Starlight | O beautiful Stars, when you see me go | | 15 | 212 |
| 77: | Story by Lalla-ji, the Priest | He loved the Plant with a keen delight, | | 40 | 186 |
| 78: | Story of Lilavanti | They lay the slender body down | | 52 | 210 |
| 79: | Story of Udaipore: Told by Lalla-ji, the Priest | And when the Summer Heat is great, | | 50 | 204 |
| 80: | Sunstroke | Oh, straight, white road that runs to meet, | | 24 | 191 |
| 81: | Surface Rights | Drifting, drifting down the River, | | 48 | 195 |
| 82: | The Aloe | My life was like an Aloe flower, beneath an orient sky, | | 4 | 211 |
| 83: | The Bride | Beat on the Tom-toms, and scatter the flowers, | | 45 | 180 |
| 84: | The Cactus Thicket | The Atlas summits were veiled in purple gloom, | | 14 | 181 |
| 85: | The Convert | The sun was hot on the tamarind trees, | | 24 | 238 |
| 86: | The Dying Prince | There are no days for me any more, for the dawn is dark with tears, | | 28 | 197 |
| 87: | The First Lover | As o'er the vessel's side she leant, | | 24 | 193 |
| 88: | The First Wife | Ah, my lord, are the tidings true, | | 40 | 235 |
| 89: | The Garden by the Bridge | The Desert sands are heated, parched and dreary, | | 68 | 177 |
| 90: | The Garden of Kama: Kama the Indian Eros | The daylight is dying, | | 36 | 191 |
| 91: | The Hut | Dear little Hut by the rice-fields circled, | | 14 | 184 |
| 92: | The Jungle Flower | Ah, the cool silence of the shaded hours, | | 12 | 187 |
| 93: | The Lament of Yasmini, the Dancing-Girl | Ah, what hast thou done with that Lover of mine? | | 99 | 207 |
| 94: | The Masters | Oh, Masters, you who rule the world, | | 56 | 182 |
| 95: | The Net of Memory | I cast the Net of Memory, | | 13 | 179 |
| 96: | The Plains | How one loves them | | 13 | 197 |
| 97: | The Rao of Ilore | I was sold to the Rao of Ilore, | | 34 | 177 |
| 98: | The Regret of the Ranee in the Hall of Peacocks | This man has taken my Husband's life | | 40 | 185 |
| 99: | The Rice was under Water | The Rice was under water, and the land was scourged with rain, | | 8 | 190 |
| 100: | The Rice-boat | I slept upon the Rice-boat | | 72 | 182 |
| 101: | The Singer | The singer only sang the Joy of Life, | | 24 | 166 |
| 102: | The Teak Forest | Whether I loved you who shall say? | | 100 | 180 |
| 103: | The Temple Dancing Girl | You will be mine; those lightly dancing feet, | | 40 | 178 |
| 104: | The Tom-toms | Dost thou hear the tom-toms throbbing, | | 30 | 164 |
| 105: | The Window Overlooking the Harbour | Sad is the Evening: all the level sand | | 44 | 189 |
| 106: | There is no Breeze to Cool the Heat of Love | The listless Palm-trees catch the breeze above | | 68 | 190 |
| 107: | Third Song, written during Fever (Three Songs of Zahir-u-Din) | To-night the clouds hang very low, | | 42 | 185 |
| 108: | This Month the Almonds Bloom at Kandahar | I hate this City, seated on the Plain, | | 56 | 195 |
| 109: | Though in my Firmament thou wilt not shine | Talk not, my Lord, of unrequited love, | | 8 | 184 |
| 110: | Thoughts: Mahomed Akram | If some day this body of mine were burned | | 22 | 175 |
| 111: | Three Songs of Zahir-u-Din | The tropic day's redundant charms | | 30 | 166 |
| 112: | Till I Wake | When I am dying, lean over me tenderly, softly, | | 4 | 196 |
| 113: | To M. C. N. | Thou hast no wealth, nor any pride of power, | | 14 | 172 |
| 114: | To the Hills! | T is eight miles out and eight miles in, | | 40 | 206 |
| 115: | To The Unattainable | Oh, that my blood were water, thou athirst, | | 12 | 149 |
| 116: | To The Unattainable: Lament Of Mahomed Akram | I would have taken Golden Stars from the sky for your necklace, | | 10 | 176 |
| 117: | Two Songs by Sitara, of Kashmir | Beloved! your hair was golden | | 44 | 157 |
| 118: | Unanswered | Something compels me, somewhere. Yet I see | | 18 | 203 |
| 119: | Unforgotten | Do you ever think of me? you who died | | 40 | 163 |
| 120: | Valgovind's Boat Song | Waters glisten and sunbeams quiver, | | 16 | 180 |
| 121: | Valgovind's Song in the Spring | The Temple bells are ringing, | | 24 | 193 |
| 122: | Vayu the Wind | Ah, Wind, I have always loved thee | | 49 | 209 |
| 123: | Verse by Taj Mahomed | When first I loved, I gave my very soul | | 10 | 157 |
| 124: | Verses | You are my God, and I would fain adore You | | 8 | 213 |
| 125: | Verses: Faiz Ulla | Just in the hush before dawn | | 9 | 154 |
| 126: | When Love is Over - Song of Khan Zada | Only in August my heart was aflame, | | 8 | 178 |
| 127: | Wings | Was it worth while to forego our wings | | 16 | 178 |
| 128: | Written in Cananore | Who was it held that Love was soothing or sweet? | | 24 | 170 |
| 129: | Yasin Khan | Ay, thou has found thy kingdom, Yasin Khan, | | 56 | 175 |
| 130: | Yasmini | At night, when Passion's ebbing tide | | 86 | 183 |
| 131: | Youth | I am not sure if I knew the truth | | 14 | 177 |
| 132: | Zira: In Captivity | Love me a little, Lord, or let me go, | | 68 | 193 |
