Once in a while, forget about the sorrows of the world;
Open the windows and let the cool breeze blow in.
Kings have built a thousand cities
Now let the poor make one too
The soil of your field is rich with gold
Let me plant a tree of love here
Cheers to you for the soft whispers about the joys of meeting
As for me, let me relish the pangs of separation
My expression will ooze sweetness
Allow me to tell the story one night
In a moment of confession I said, "by God I love
you" She reacted sharply, "let bygones be bygones"
Neither have I greed nor a vested interest
Neither a preacher, nor a scholar, nor a leader am I On the dusty path am I sitting like a spectator
A wanderer and a free saint am I
Those who go by racing to their destination
Look at me and ask," who are you, oh homewrecker"
Where is you destination and what is your purpose?
A verse, a smile is my only answer
What I have craved and looked for a long time
Is a rare pearl, no where to be found
Sometimes I turn to the West and sometimes to Arabia,
My restless heart does not let me sit in peace
When I felt heavy with the company of friends
My wild nature made me turn to the forest
The sad midnight song and agony at the crack of dawn
Was my only solace and companion
Sometimes the northern wind played a tune with my heart
Sometimes the morning stars woke me up
Sometimes I have slept in the love's lap
Driven by a drifting cloud or moon like thorns
Blessed by the wealth of roses, lilies and tulips
My pockets are forever full and I am rich now
Living in a beautiful ambience of thought and verse
I have translated abstract into mirror of reality.
A single verse provides a solace hundred times over
Like a drop of honey carries in itself the heart of the young garden
Like the saffron scent symbolizes the beauty of Kashmir
Like a scent emanating from the naval of a deer is a clue to the fragrance of the jungle.
I have lighted a lamp to provide an outlet to the fire burning in my chest
I felt the pain in my heart only then did create the lotus
I have found leisure in the midst of countless avocations
Like a lotus rising to the water surface
My verses are not a commodity for sale in bazaar It is a wealth of thoughts and a saint's prized possession
I have witnessed many a viscitude
Now I deserve a glance from my beloved.
THE LOST ONE:
Neither do I know the beginning nor the end
But one has to walk on path unknown
Neither a caravan, nor a leader, nor a call of the drum
Nor do I know the final destination
While the others are busy filling their pockets with flowers
I know the reality of flowers and how many can I take
In my view this is a meaningless play
A luxury that has no bearing or purpose
God has given me a heart whose worth only He knows
Only He knows whether it is a pearl or an empty shell
By night sky was overcast,
Grayish clouds drifting by lightly
At dawn the drizzle started to fall
Giving life to buds of lotus
Sunrays kissed the clouds lending a red tinge to the clouds
Gardner embraced the trees with joy With brimful eyes intoxicated by the beauty of the garden.
I have put in my heart's labor in the garden
Earth in now made a bride by my careful tending
God let this garden blossom forever
With your rain of kindness.
Separation is hard for loving hearts
But there is no escape from the inevitable journey
Time has come to part
I will go away singing