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Table of Contents

  1. I know for sure that in this universe is no object of worship
  2. I suffer every moment the pangs of separation
  3. Shower your mercy upon your suffering slaves
  4. O God ! be kind to me
  5. Many a time I told you my heart ,many a times
  6. The believer' s heart is certainly the mirror of Ar-Rahman
  7. love of the world is the source of all errors
  8. "He is with you wherever You may be
  9. Go , and look at your mantle !
  10. I seek the beauty of Allah

POEM 1

 

I know for sure that in this universe is no object of worship

but He

HE alone exists in both worlds

He alone is the goal

 

If you hold the sword of NO ,come alone ; there' s no Worry.

Seek not help but form the Haq

For non else is the fatha but He.

With NO negate all , say Allah and seek Allah.

 

Turn your gaze to oneness

For nothing is needed but He

He is the first ;He is the last ;

 

His theophony is many fasted in all

Haq has revealed himself and

There' s nothing else but He

 

My friend ,dissolve your self in one

Say not two or three

He is the one ,cherished goal

None exists but he.

 

He is He ; He is the truth , He

I call none else but He

He is He ; He is the truth

 

I call none else but He

I say one ; I seek one

I plant Him like a rose in my heart

I find Him one and

Find none else but He

I roamed trough to the world ;

Found him----- He, the truth, He

 

I called one , I saw one

I saw none else but He

I , m the sympathizer of myself

 

I have nothing with me but Yahu

I have tied up my heart and spirit with He---

None else but He ----

 

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POEM 2

 

I suffer every moment the pangs of separation

But the friends remains unconcerned

I have no refuge but Him

But the friend remains UN concerned

Burning in that fairy's love I boil with in myself My today' s task is lost

But the friends remains unconcerned

 

In my view I am rational , people regard me mad

I am like a goal (for the arrows)

But the friend remains unconcerned

 

I know the ways of love : I go through pangs of pain

I am fascinated by the beloved face

But the friend remains unconcerned

 

Some night I shall overturn the game and my secrets come

I offer my head in love' s perilous service

But the friend remains unconcerned

 

I am the true friend and shall not forsake my friend

Every moment my heart bleeds

But the friend remains unconcerned

 

 

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POEM 3

  

O king !

Exalt your loyal flowers

For you are the lord and master

Shower your mercy upon your suffering slaves

 

Let my mad heart come closest to your self

Do not dishearten your flowers by your parting

 

There are many physicians indeed ,

But they do not know

Any medicine for us

By a look of mercy

Cure your ailing friends!

 

In longing for you I weep profusely

Out of pain for you

I wail --- cast a look of abundant mercy

On those who long for you

 

I , A poor fellow cherish your sight

I , A poor fellow lie a awake at night

You should not be so cruel to your dervish!

 

  

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POEM 4

O God !

Be kind to me , for only you know

All my pain: save you

No one can help me

 

I , ve fallen in your lane

Sick with your love

Treat me , o physician, who knows my pulse !

So , please relieve my pain

 

I did not see any physician like you in the world

You alone

Know the depths in the longing of my soul

 

My suffering heart

Sighs and cries ;

You alone know the depth

And soul of my love

 

Who can faith on the state of the suffering but You ?

Verily You know it,as You know!

 

 

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POEM 5

 

Many a time I told you my heart ,many a times

do not turn around to these affairs

 

You know nothing of the pain caused by the sweet hearts

Love is not easy

These are difficult affairs

 

If the self-conceited takes this path

The thorn will pierce his feet

 

In my heart

You have not seen the place of ease

Know for sure, there is nothing

But fires and flames

There' s no talk in the path of love for the friend;

Become pieces on His path----

Hundreds of pieces .

 

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POEM 6

The believer' s heart is certainly the mirror of Ar-Rahman

I do not see in it any thing but his beauty

 

Keep away from all except Him

So that you may see His beauty

With certainly

 

If you see other than the truth , consider, its nothing

Certainly , then the mirror is rusty

 

Rub away the rust from your heart

Polish it

Most surely , the unpolished never lasts long

 

O Bahoo , remember " HU" in each breath

That you may see its light in the Zikar with certainty

 

See the beauty of Allah with the beauty of truth

See the friend,

See the truth,

See it not but with faith.

 

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POEM 7

 

love of the world is the source of all errors

do not think that this is a divine favour.

 

How can a divine favour be what is not everlasting?

Call not the impermanent a divine favour

 

When seeing a person of little understanding

r Do not say that it's a favour

Rather it is an error

 

It behooves not to bind heart with it

Attachment to evil is evil

O friend , never be a friend to it

Do not say it is favour

Call it error

 

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POEM 8

Observe :

"He is with you wherever You may be

if you have read it not

go and see it in the Quran

 

the truth is ,of course , very close to you

yet you know that it is far from us

 

would you only have known its closeness to you

so that you had not gone through the world

from door to door!

 

O friend , our friends , abode is not very far

A (true) Eye is needed

To see it properly.

 

 

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POEM 9

when you do not know about self-conceit

Go , and look at your mantle !

 

You wear the dress for pleasure

None , therefore , find you clear-sighted

 

Dress up yourself in nothing else but piety

That gives you the look of modesty, elegance and beauty

If you want to be tranquil,

Go,

Throw away the mantle

 

Do not take it with you

O friend , if you want the robe of the fortunate,

Go

And put on the woolen dress like a sufi

 

 

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POEM 10

 

from the longing of the soul

I seek the beauty of Allah

In every saying

I seek the beauty of Allah

 

I see nothing other than his face

Due to the love of spirit

I seek the beauty of Allah

I am not all aware of before and after

From this and that

I seek the beauty of Allah

 

Though drunk with love of the friend of friends,

Even intoxicated,

I seek the beauty of Allah

 

There is no other way of love for us

In every atom,

I seek the beauty of Allah

 

My body and spirit have been sacrificed in the essence

of" YAHU"

Even in existence

I seek the beauty of Allah

 

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