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Originally Posted by Chosen_One View Post
Great . . . but is not it from Ghani Khan baba?
No dear it is from Ajmal Khattak baba, the great pashtun leader and scholar, which was published in his masterpiece "Da Ghairat Chagha".

Here is another one:

Oh the Creator of great miracles
May a wish of mine be listened

May I sacrifice (smolder) myself in the name of Your foggy evening
May one's heart burning into smokes be seen

In the name of Your violent gales and storms
I have a sigh to send

In the name of Your wavy rivers
My eyes got full of tears, want to shed them

May it not become a sin to open lips (speak something)
May one's cry not exclude one from the sphere of Your religion

May I sacrifice myself in the name of the bounties of Your paradise
I am crying for the hungry fellows of THIS world

May I be protected from the scorpions of Your hell
I am crying of the scorpions of my this world

Here, we are dying of hunger
And there we will be the fuel of Your hell

Here, we are the food of these butchers
And there we will be the food of those hell's snakes

Neither we could dare to commit sins nor could we wash away our sins
Neither could we enjoy this world nor could we prepare ourselves for the next

May I sacrifice myself before Your sharp decisions
But I am confused which law should I follow

You are burying/digging Your Qaroon deep into earth
Why should I accept my Qaroon digging me into earth

My Lord, I agree on whatever You like
I can even tie stones to my tummy to kill my hunger

But when I look at the snakes on our treasuries
After all, I am a human being, how can I remain senseless and quiet

My heart is getting full of burden, I can't stop it any more
I prefer to get my mouth broken rather but can’t sew it

I swear on the last breaths of those hungry fellows
who die longing for Your paradise

I can't watch them any more in this hell
I swear on the minarets of Your paradise

Either on the vast chest of this earth
Give me my life, my paradise

Or before dieing for hell with my empty-stomach
Let me shout once loudly

So that I can either feed your hungry beings with your bounties
Or feed the crows with my flesh .

(May his soul rest in peace)
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