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Kalyan-I
(Peace)

1

The One Creator, the all greats;
Lord of the universe-
The living, the original;
Ruler with power innate;
The giver, the sustainer,
the unique , compassionate;
This master praise, to Him alone
thyself in praise prostrate..
The generous, who does create
the universe in pairs..

2

None shares His glory, "He was..is,
shall be"..who this doth say
Accepts Mohammad as 'guide'
with heart and love's true sway;
None from amongst those lost their way
or ever went astray.

3

"He is without a partner" , when
this glorious news you break-
With love and knowledge, Mohammad
accept ..as cause him take
Why would you then obeisance make
to others after that?

4

From One, many to being came;
'many' but Oneness is;
Don't get confounded, Reality
is 'One' , this truth don't miss-
Commotions vast diplay- all this
I vow, of Loved-one is.

5

The Echo and the call are same,
if you sound's secret knew-
They both were one, but two became
only when 'hearing' came.

6

A thousand doors and windows too,
the palace has ..but see,
Wherever I might go or be
master confronts me there

7

If you have learnt to long, by pain
be not distressed-
Secret of love's sorrow must be
never confessed-
Suffering is by the heart caressed,
and there it is preserved.

8

The poison-drinking lovers, lured
by poison sweet, drink more and more;
To bitterness of fatal cup,
the poison-drinkers are innured,
Though wounds are festering, and uncured,
no whispers to the vulgar goes.

9

All from Belved's side is sweet
whate'er He gives to you.
There is no bitter, if you knew
the secret how to taste.

10

There is a call to gallow, friends,
will any of you go!
Those who do talk of love may Know
to gallows they must speed.

11

If you a draught desire
to tavern find your way;
Thy head do sever, and that head
beside the barrel lay;
Onlywhen you this price do pay
then few cupe you may quaff.

12

The genuine lover, for his head
care and concern has none;
He cuts it off---joins it with breath
as gift then hends it on ;
Carves down to shoulders, forem loved-one
then begs for love's return.

13

To guard and to preservethe head,
the lover,s business is not this---
One of beloved's glance is worth
so many hundreds head of his---
Flesh, skinand bone, and all there is ,
the 'least ' of loved-one , equals not
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Kalyan Yaman-II
(Path to peace)

1

Thou art the friend; the healer thou;
For every pain the remedy--
Cure for my herat, thy voice alone
the only cure it is for me......
The reason why I call for thee
is none can cure my heart but thou.

2

Thou art the friend, the Healer thuo
for every ailment balm dost send;
Merciful God--all druge are vain;
the pains by drugs will never end;
Unless ordered by thee O friend,
no drug will ever sickness cure.

3

Thou art the friend, the Healer thou;
for sufferings thou the remedy;
Thou givest; curtest disease, dost guide,
master thou art eternally--
Yet, I am wonderstruck to see
that you physicians still provide.

4

Sttike friend-- thy hand raise,favour me--
hold not your hand, and should I die
By such death I shall honoured be
which through this wound is caused.

II

5

Today still groans the thatches fill,
where wounded lie and suffer;
Although it is their twilight, still
same ointment there and dressing

6

Poor wounded ones, so restless grow,
yet grateful are for pain;
For ever forward wish to go
and here would not remain.

7

Mother, I cannot trust in those
whose eyes with tears do over-flow-
Who bring the water to their eyes,
their sorrow to the world to show;
Who love Beloved, hide their woe,
no tears they show, nor speak about-

8

Physician, blundering and unwise,
you cauterise my skin, and treat
With slops my heart-ache, know to whom
scaffold a bridal-bed supplies,
The one beatific vision lies
in death, which is the union sweet.

9

Physicians you consulted but
dieting you ignored...
Had you obeyed, perhaps restored
to health you would be now.

10

Physicians were my neighbours
I ne'er asked their advice-
Therefore I find that in mine eyes
cataracts I now have formed.

III

11

Ah! suddenly they found themselves
in sphere of love...and there
They cut their heads, left trunks apart
such garland they did wear!
Beauteous they were...to loved ones fair
I saw them give their heads away!

12

Go to the moth, the surest way
of immolation ask-
The moths, who throw themselves into
the fire every day;
Whose tender hearts became a prey
to cupid's arrow sharp.

13

The moths assembled, gathering
above a raging fire...
Heat drove them not, no fear they had,
flames did their hearts inpire-
Their necks they lost, and on the pyre
of truth they burnt themselves.

14

If you call yourself a moth,
from blaze return not terrified;
Enter by the loved-one's light
and be ever glorified
You are still unbaked...beside
not yet with kiln acquainted are.

15

If you call yourself a moth,
then come, put out the fires sway,
Passion has so many baked
but you roast passion's 'Self' today-
Passion's flame with knowledge slay...
of this to base folk give no hint.

16

Happy those who acquaintance make
with goodly grinding wheel
Their rapiers never then shall take
to rust, nor will corrde.

17

Apprentice of the blacksmith, works
the bellows not with care;
Not close to fire goes, he fears
love sparks that issue there.
And yet proclaims he every where;
"full-fledged blacksmith am I"!

18

Turn your head into an anvil,
then for smithy do enquire,
There the hammer-strokes of fire
may turn you into steel.-

19

When I an arrow do recive
on that spot I remain;
Perhaps my Hero-love again
will strike in mercy sweet.

20

Physician give no medicine.
may health I never see...
May be, enquiring after me
my love to me will come.

21

Sacrifice your head, and 'suffer'
if loved-ones send dismay...
Say not, 'Forsaken''t is their way
like this to form their links

22

Those that cut me up, became
the kindly surgeon too-
The wound they quickly dressed, and cured
within a day the same
Oh heart! and now make this your aim
"stay with them, and be safe from wounds"

23

As long there is no need, so long
physician is not here...
But when one day pain does appear
it is as though the leech had come!

IV

24

They read and read, but what they read
their hearts refuse to store-
The more they pages turn, the more
are deeply steeped in sin.

25

O friend, why are you still inclined
to waste paper and ink-
Go rather forth and try to find
the source where words were formed.

26

The world with 'I' doth overflow
and with it flaunts about-
But its own 'Self' it doth not know...
't is a migician's spell.

27

They do not heed the glorious line
that does begin with 'A'-
In vain they look for the Divine,
though page on page they turn.

28

You only read the letter 'A'-
all other pages put aside-
Book-reading nothing will convey-
but your being purify.

29

Unuttered is unknown...the uttered
is never understood....behold,
Although it be as true as gold,
humanity takes never note.-

V

30

By 'giving' they were hurt,-'not giving'
to them contentment brought-
So they became sufis, as nought
they did take with themselves.

31

To hear vile words, and not return,
but hear them silently;
This is the pearl, most precious pearl,
we in guide's teaching see-
But decked with jewels he will be
who with 'Silence' the Ego kills.

32

Those who never forgot the sorrow,
and lesson learnt of woe-
The slate of thought within both hands;
'silence' they study so-
They only read page which does show
Beloved's lovely face.

33

Patience, humanity adopt,
For anger is disease-
Forbearance bringeth joy and 'peace',
if you would understand.

34

The inoffensive don't offend
forget who do offend-
In this refined and cultured way
thy day and night do spend
Thus meditating, humbly walk,
until thy life doth end-
A Lawyer keep within, O friend,
to blush not, facing judge.

35

As long as of this daily world
no glimpses you obtain-
A perfect view you will notgain
of your love Heavenly.

36

True lovers never will forget
their love Divine, until one day
Their final breath will pass away
as tearful sigh
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Khambat-III
(Haven)

I

1

A moolit night, an open plain,
and so for yet to go;
My camel look not back, for you
't is shame to waver so;
Be steady, resolute, and show
my loved-ones you can reach

2

O full moon! though you rise adorned,
your beauty to enhance;
You are not a blink worth of my love
With all charms you advance,
Since your whole being but one glance
of the Beloved is.

3

A hundred suns may rise, and blaze
four score-four moons may shine;
I vow, without Beloved mine
I am in darkest night

4

O moon, by magic fade away;
may you be shorn of light-
Or hide yourself so that I might
the soul's Beloved meet.

5

In darkest midnight, the Beloved
shows himself so clear;
the moon and pleiades disappear
yea, like an echo mere.

II

6

O moon, cast first thy silver-ray
on the Beloved when you rise;
And for thy Maker's sake, O moon
message of helpless one convey;
"My hopeful longing eyes, thy way
with tears are watching everyday."

7

O moon, the moment that you rise
first glance at the Beloved cast
Say to the dear one: I am sick
In you my only comfort lies
"My hopeful and relying eyes
Are ever set expecting you"

8

O moon, when you ascend the skies
first glance at the Beloved cast
My message to the friend convey
Correctly all, and all precise
"M y hopeful and relying eyes
are ever set expecting thee"

9

Rise moon, see the Beloved-thou
art near and far am I
Presence of Him in scented dews
I feel, that in night doth lie-
On foot I cannot reach and
father gives camel can't supply
On which riding, ere dawn draws nigh
I easily could reach.

10

I shall die longing, love is kind
but Oh...so far is He
Father gives camel not to me-
I am too weak to walk.

11

To the Beloved, when you rise
O moon, thy very first glance send;
And all the message I give
O moon, convey in truthful wise;
"My hopeful and relying eyes
are ever set expecting you."

12

Thy glance let the Beloved meet,
O moon, and my requests submit
Befittingly; above courtyard
of the Beloved bow and greet;
Speak gently...on Beloved's feet
both of thy light-hands softly lay.

13

O moon, all my entreaties safe
into thy shining garment tie,
Low'ring your head, to loved one tell
in what a wretched state am I;
Remember; to the place you hie
That is whole universe's Hope.

III

14

O camel! spurn thy slothful mood-
No longer now delay!
But once unite me with my love
no more the truant play,
But speed, ere night doth pass away
to meet my love after.

15

I must go where my love resides;
to the Beloved speed!
There I shall give thee sandal-wood
and thou shalt no more feed
On salt-bush coarse, unfit for thee
or any worthless weed;
O hasten! there is urgent need
to reach while night doth last.

16

Arise and take a forward step-
be not an idler base;
The highway to my love is straight
and hath no winding ways...
Self-pity drop...a gallop raise
to bring us swift and soon.

17

Remember your ancestry, and
your forebear's noble breed;
Your stock is well-known near and far
and you do hold indeed;
Rare pedigree-and so we plead
show us some kindness now.

18

I bound him near some glorious tree
that he some buds might eat;
Ill-mannered camel, on the sly
still finds the salt-bush sweet.
Woe's me-I know not how to treat
Camel that so confounds.

19

I tried to saddle him, but e'en
unsaddled he'd not rise-
The way the herd is gone, he lies
and only gapes that side.

20

My camel, I will give thee reins
of gold, and trappings fine;
Not only buds of sandal wood
but thou on myrth shalt dine;
If to the one Beloved mine
thou wilt bring me this night.

21

The camel did forget the herd,
nor e'en will salt-bush eat...
His blown-up hump has now become
his pampered passion's seat-
Alas, this callous, new conceit
he'll not drop unto death.

22

He goes not with the herd of late
and no more will he graze;
Since Cupid's arrow wounded him
he hugs a curious craze;
To his new love, with love-sick gaze
he crawls, defying death.

23

Now sits with herd, musk-branches eats;
yet calm remains his face
Ah me, apparently my camel
shows no outward trace.
'Here' he is with the world, but graze
with heart doth fondly 'there'.

24

He's not what he was yesterday
returning to the yard;
He never at the manager looks-
all food doth disregard;
Seems, poison creepers on the sward
he ate when with the herd.

25

With zest thee camel browses now
on creepers such as made him yearn;
But owners, keepers of the field,
with shouts his sweet indulgence spurn
The poor intruder, powerless
he grows from voices harsh and stern;
No answer finds he in return
and all his arduous madness flies.

26

Good animal, what you did put
your teeth in, finding them so sweet;
These baneful creepers if you eat
will bring you yet to grief and woe.

IV

27

Torrents of rain and wind-camel
there obstinate he lies-
How shall I saddle him when rise
unsaddled he will not.

28

A solid braided rope construct,
with this your camel blind,
The frgrant creepers everywhere
all over grounds you'll find,
Once tasted, he will leave behind
all else, if he's not tied.

29

I fettered him with rope and chain,
but shackles were in vain;
He broke them all, and dragged them on
where creepers decked the plain-
O God, put sence and understanding
in this camel's brain
With mercy free him from this pain
to rise above this curse.

30

O rise, and to thy haven far
thy earthbound glances bear,
May be a happy welcome there
awaits thee from thy love.

31

No-go and schackle him, he will
run wild if left alone;
By temting him to cat, he'll play
more pranks, but won't alone;
Load him and let him graze and groan
with heavy fetters bound.

32

Who laid a spell on you? and who
waylaid you, wished you ill?
Blinkers you wear-your soles rubbed off-
your kind not meet you will;
And round and round, as in a mill
you circumambulate.

33

My comely camel, won't you eat
the sandal wood and drink your fill
Of cleanest purest water, food
the finest you refuse it still-
What law gave you the tasty thrill
of salt-bush mere, above all else?

34

At last my camel every day
is browsing in that garden, where
Two tree-shoots are worth millions there
handful of leaves are thousands worth.

35

Two tree-shoots are worth millions...nay
one leaf alone five lakhs will be-
Now to enrich his soul he eats,
the wholesome blossoms of this tree-
Here e'en a withered leaf we see
is many, many hundreds worth.

36

My lakhs-worth camel, that I bought
for hundreds, beautiful became
For any eye to see; don't blame
and say too dearly he was bought.

37

My invaluable camel, friend,
no praise is now for him too high;
His manager fill with cardamoms
then saddle him, and he will fly,
All distance he will defy,
and here and now the Loved-one reach.
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Sorath-IV
(King and Minstrel)

I

1

The minstrel came to Junagarh
and here took out his lyre;
With his entrancing melodies
he did all hearts inspire;
With his bewitching magic-strings
he set whole town on fire-
But palace-servants, princesses,
were struck with anguish dire;
"That Raja's head was bard's desire,
lute spoke in accents clear."

2

The bard at though a living string
played with humility;
The Raja in his palace fine,
to hear him did agree;
He mercifully called him in,
and met him graciously-
Then prince and bard, one harmony,
one single 'self' became!

3

"I travelled many foreign lands,
and have arrived today;
Poor minstrel I, no tresures crave
but for your life I pray-
To win this favour, let me play,
Oh Sir, the time is short.-"

4

"Leaving all other doors, O king
I wandered to your door!
Blest Sorth's husband, see my need
a beggar doth implore,
His empty apron fill once more
and happiness restore!"

5

The king sat on his glistening dais,
the bard below him played;
The faintest note of music sweet
up to the Raja sped-
To private folks that could not come
the minstrel too was led;-
Fine horses were produced, rare gems,
before the bard were spread,
Who said: "no wealth like this, but head
of Raja do I claim!"

6

No jewels can the mistrel please
no wealth, no property-
From riches and from great rewards
His only wish is, near to be
the giver of this wealth.

7

prince said: "I'll gladly sacrifice
My head for thee O Bard,
Although this is a small reward
For all thy music's worth...

8

"Were I to own a hundred heads
And weigh them with thy strings-
Behold the scale, how down it swings
On side of strings divine!

9

"O Friend, my head is only bone:
An empty, empty bone-
If thousand heads my neck would own
I'll cut them all for thee!"

10

The strings, the dagger and the neck
were reconciled all thee-
King said: "nought is so lovely than
your wish to come to me,
My head you craved...most heartily
I do thank God for that..."

11

"But singer, it astounded me,
That while you played your strain.
How could its sweetness you survive
And could alive remain?
Last night, my being all in twain
was by your music cut."

II

12

The flower of Girnar plucked;
The town is plunged in mourn and pain,
Hundreds like Sorath stand and raise
Their lamentations all in vain-
The minstrel, holding lock, receives
The prince's head adorned again-
While virgins chant the sad refrain;
"Last night the Raja passed away."

13

Sorath is dead; and all is peace-
Ruler removed his tents-
There are no singings and no shows,
no tuneful elementss.-
And after this, artist presents
The head again to king!

14

Sorath is dead, and all is peace-
Raja pitches his tents;
Music is heard again...the show
goes on with merriments-
Echo sounds song's sweet sentiments...
Behold, the happy king!
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1

In Infinitude I ross,
O guide no bound perceive mine eyes
Tortuous beauty of the Loved,
Has no limit, has no size-
Here intensive longing lies,
There the Loved-ones do not care!

2

Cursed be duality, Beloved,
From 'Self' do shelter me-
O, hold the 'I' near thee,
But thou canst reach 'thyself', O master.

3

But thou canst reach 'thyself' master;
Nothing but Beauty is;
O doubter, couldst thou doubt dismiss,
There's no Idea then left.-

4

Beloved, hold the 'I' near thee;
All self concern I've cast from me;
Protector mine, with duality
I wasted far too many days!

5

That is real dualism, when
Non-dualist yourself you call;
Be shorn of separateness, and
'Ego' let not thy soul enthral;
For 'this', doth not exist at all;
And 'that' not known is without 'this'.

6

'That' is not known without 'this', and
From 'this', 'that' doth not separate stand;
"Human my secret is, and I
Am his, that thou must understand"-
This voice did spound from end to end,
By seers, and the knowing ones.

7

No one who loaded is with 'Self';
The other side will see,
For God is one, and Oneness loves;
So spurn duality;
And all thy anxious tears "to be",
Shed at altar of unity.

8

The servant too has no beginning,
And no end shall see-
Who the Beloved found, shall be
Absorbed for ever there.

9

Everyone knows where he is
I know not where I stand;
Guides and books there many are,
And they are close at hand-
But I, do seek the distant land
Where 'yes' and 'no'are not.

10

'Yes' and 'no', still within reach
Of earthly idea are;
But beyond all vision far
Is the Beauty that I seek.

11

Sometime or other, beauteous forms
Will be overwhelming thee;
But falcon of Reality,
Let not heedlessly escape.

12

The sensuous beauty thrashed me so
As carders cotton beat;
And now my hands are obsolete,
My body's paralysed.

13

Confound thy senses, and renounce
Thy 'Self'...Him-knowing be;
To recognize the Loved-one, drop
Thy personality;
And then coarse multiplicity
With unity destroy-

II

14

The Loved-one bound me-
Threw me into waters deep;
And said: "Now dry do keep,
And getting wet avoid."

15

One that is into water thrown
From getting wet, how could be free?
Enlightened one, this mystery
How I might solve it, say-

16

"Rely on contemplation, but
Of law neither neglectful be...
Your heart get used to Reality
Which is your Destiny to see;
Be resolute, and verily
You'll be immune from getting wet."

17

Ah, Reality broke my
Existence, so that I;
Can no more breathe without it,
In its presence high;
My soul suffused doth lie,
Exclusive of all else.-

18

Be silent- do not move your lips;
Your eyes do close, your hearing stay...
Drink not your fill, and at your meals
When still half hungry, turn away-
And then a glimpse enjoy you may
Of image that your mind's depth holds.-

19

Would of the august secret
I divulge one whit-
Trees would burn up,-unfit
For growth all earth would be.-

III

20

Let your eyes an offering be
For Loved-one ere you break your fast;
Sumptuous dishes serventy
You'll get by seeing Loved-ones face.-

21

If my eyes at rise for other
Sight than the Beloved care-
From their sockets I will tear
My eyes as morsels for the crows.-

22

Facial phenomenalists
Do not try to see with those,
Longing gapings with those eyes
Never Loved-ones features shows-
Only when both eyes you close
The Beloved you will see.

23

Dwell in mine eyes Beloved fair
That I can close them now;
No one may ever see you there
And I nought else shall see.

24

Acquire eyes that able are
to visualize Beloved's face;
Not then at any other gaze
Loved-ones are very sensitive.

25

About dead Elephant amongst
the blind arose parley-
They handled it all over, but
Blind eyes could nought convey-
Decisive word can say-
The 'seers' only can display
The genuine truth of things.-

26

The sense of wonder doth not dwell
Within the vulgar mind-
Secret of Love to trace and find
Is no task for the blind.-

27

For whom so anxiously we pine,
We ourselves are those;
O doubt, be gone with all your woes
For Loved-ones we have found.-

28

Eyes weep and yet rejoice each day
to look and to adore-
The more they see loved-ones, the more
drunk they with love do get.

29

The more I prohibited eyes
to look, the more they longed;
They crossed the sleeping world, to find
loved-one at any price-
They killed me ah...but in this wise
peace for themselves secured.-

30

Relationship with the 'visible',
In no case do desire-
Why not you for the real enquire
and set out, seeking that?

31

Hear, and take note, that you yourself
are 'barrier', and what is
Between the union and its bliss
Is nothing but yourself.

32

The love wants that love's secret
alone his own shall be;-
But eyes that flow continuosly
and sinking heart;...betray.-

IV

33

Corrupt ones can corrupt, whose love
Is very weak, indeed-
But whom love has consumed, succeed
they can't for he the vile one slew.-

34

When praying, think not of yourself,
Or prayers are in vain;
All thinking of yourself restrain
Drop self, and then do pray.-

35

You profess to be a 'faithful'
Holy maxims you recite...
But your heart deceit is hiding
Duality-satanic spite-
Faithful outward, you delight
in idolate'rise inside.-

36

Seek not the form of one that your
'Beloved' you do call,
As conversation not at all
can happen face to face.-

37

Converse you hold when cross you are
Can never loved-one reach
Some mischief monger longs to mar
your heart, and spoil your love.

38

For to be cross is not the way;
two stones, can they unite?
'tis love that doth the cosmos sway-
through love alone it lives.-

39

Each claims to be on right path here;
But I have lost myself-
Desiring and acquiring are
So very, very near-
I set my mind on distant sphere
where 'yes' and 'no' are not.

40

Demerits world decries, loved-one
at so-called merits cross would be-
My deeds, I mentioned with my tongue
now all undone in dust I see.-
Then I discounted all my deeds,
which once I thought were charity,
An embassage I sent of shame;
Regrets and deep humanity,
But oh...my love made up with me
only when 'I' had disappeared.-

41

Whose body is a rosary,
the mind a bead, a harp the heart.
Love-strings are playing there the theme
of unity in every part;
The nerves do chant: "There's none like thee;
the 'One' and only one thou art.-
E'en sleeping beauty they impart,
their very sleep their worship is!
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Pirbhati-VI
(Song of Dawn)

I

1

These are not ways you knew before
thy fiddle hanging on the peg,
And lovely dawn, as if it were
your enemy, so to ignore;
'Musician' call yourself no more
if to adore you thus forget,-

2

How fast you sleep! in pillows put
tour face and weep with sorrow;
May be your violin lies tomorrow
forsaken on the ground.

3

The true musician has no peace;
nowhere for long he tarries-
On shoulder-strap his violin carries
and asks the way to wastes.

4

Confounded do you roam...O say
where were you yesterday?
My minstrel, now no longer loll,
but leave your listless way-
Go to the king's door, beg and pray
for things of genuine worth!

5

The king is giving secretly
gifts to ungifted ones;
If this those artists were to hear
they never would agree,
Their fiddles instantancously
to smithereens would reduce!

6

So many minstrels, of what use
is all the craft they ply?
What servant deems so precious, may
be sin in master's eyes-
Alchemy thou, and brazen I
thy look turns me to gold!

7

Bestowal is not due to caste,
whoever works, obtains,
At childish ways of innocence
forbearance king maintains;
Who one night at his court remains
shall e'er be free from pains!

8

It is the Givers great reproach,
against musicians vain;
"Why do you beg at other doors
and mine do not approach
Hence harm and hardship do encroach
upon their happiness.

9

The only Giver thou, and we
the humble beggars are;
Rains seasons have...Thy bounty's rain
doth pour eternally;
A visitation sweet, from thee
exalts, though soiled I be!

10

The morning star has risen...Oh
arise, adore thy master,
He swiftly turns away; doth know
minds of musicians all!
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Ramkali-VII
(Yogis)

I

1

The glorious yogis in this world,<
some 'Fire' bring, some 'Light'-
Who kindle themselves to 'ignite',
"I cannot live without them"!

2

I on a festal bed did sleep,
then from a sigh woke I,
Those who aroused me with a sigh
"I cannot live without them"-

3

The music of renouncing ones
great 'wealth' for me is this
They have no need of words; nor speech
their way and fashion is
Ah, those that have 'become', I wis,
"I cannot live without them"-

4

O nothing with themselves they take,
with 'Self' they parted company-
And those in whom such traits I see,
"I cannot live without them"!

II

5

With hunger yogis pack their bags
preparing for a revelry...
By tempting foods, they are not moved,
and out they pour so lustily
The 'thirst' to drink; their minds they flog
until like beaten flax they be...
So through long wastes they wade, to see
at last fertility and life!

6

Food has no charm for yogis, since
it left them with a bitter taste;
From human beings they beg not;
their call for help is in the waste;
They choose poverty, and embraced
sorrow with reverence sincere!

7

No bowls they carry, nor to ask
from houses they do care;
God-loving, oh so far away
from human-doors they fare
No law they need, within they bear
a court of justice pure!

8

They sleep at sunset, and again
at midnight rise, God-lovers these-
Their faces only wash with dust...
When dawn approaches then one sees
them lie by road-side ill at ease;
that they are 'Yogis', ne'er they tell.

9

These God-lovers, they do unfold
humility within their eyes-
They have no fathers, mothers, castes,
no pedigrees, no ties untold;
God is their One relationship
that they within their pure souls hold;
Of all the treasures mainfold
a lion-cloth all their savings is.

10

And when their lion-cloth they have bound
ablutions more they do not need...
They too had heard the holy call,
Before Islam that did sound
All ties they severed, and they found
at last the guide they wished to meet.

11

The selfless ones you know by this,
that no desire they do bear;
Their sign the non-dependence is,
and freedom from relationship.

12

Whose heads bent on their knees must be,
their beings integrated are;
Their hearts like compass do return
to the Divine perpetually- divested are by 'Reality';
From sin's account-giving all free,
are those whose state 'Direction' is!

III

13

This night they will with you remain,
tomorrow they will wend their way;
A longing for the patient ones
in every of your veins retain;
For, only fate will bring again
this kind of yogis to your door.

14

They will abide with you today,
tomorrow they will disappear-
On yogis feast, and so enrich
your soul, before they go away...
Oh seek their feet, or else you may
pine vainly after they are gone.

15

Before they leave your homely door,
with them a heart-to-heart talk have;
And sacrifice yourself on them
ten times during the day, or more-
As soon they leave for Hingalore,
then only fate can bring them back!

16

God-seeker's voice today I miss,
the courtyard now is desolute;
The sight of empty places here,
Kills me, so tortuous it is-
Who to the soul gave life and bliss,
the selfless ones, departed are!

17

Today the yogis disappeared,
remembering them, I wept whole night;
Those whom I searched and so revered,
are vanished never to return...

18

As men are hunting after food,
would they journey's direction ask;
E'en creeping , they in holy mood
the track would find, and all woe.

19

And as for bread some chase, were they
in self-same manner seek for God
They'd drag themselves to find the way,
and their sorrows then would end!

20

What feast is for the vulgar, know
sweet hunger that for yogis is;
They love to keep the fast and go
ne'er near where feasts they see.

21

The yogis that are favouring still
delicious morsels, garments fine;
To get near God they never will
but far away from Him they dwell.

22 as always wet they are...
They wake and weep and so they keep
sleep at a distance far!

23

Alas! correctly you don't hear
with ears appended to your head-
The 'Message' you should hear instead
with ears that are within you placed.

24

In asinine ears do not trust,
dispose of them without delay;
Purchase such ears with which you mayIV

25

Purpose that made them yogis,
so long that's not attained,
So long renouncers' life constrained
To tears and longing is.

26

They never laugh, nor do they feast-
With no man do converse-
In depths profound they do immerse
'These' are the mystery!

27

Where there's no height, no heaven,
And of the earth no trace;
Where moon doth never rise, nor sun
Doth ever show his face;
There yogis see their limits,
And see their resting place-
Their clues reach far, till now their gaze
Found in negation Reality!
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Khahori-VIII
(Wandering Ascetics)

I

1

Traversing far off realms, O friends
Khahoris have returned at last;
Their feet covered with dust...what lands
it came from-oh, how do I know.

2

On wild growths hill-ascetics feed,
they seek the land ne'er known or heard-
Upon the dusty, stony grounds
they lay their flanks when rest they need;
To seek the light they do proceed
and seek it from infinity.

3

The hill-ascetics I did see,
those who do not in houses dwell;
In biting wind they weep like rain
with longing for Divinity-
With sorrow they keep company,
and live on sorrow day and night.

4

Old ragged ropes for shoes they wear;
their faces are dried up, and wan-
Oh, at that land they had a peep
that learned ones could see no-where
Secretive ones, have secrets rare
of regions that still further lie.-

5

Their arms hold water-bags all dry-
and on their feet ropes old and torn;
Eyes pouring rain...O passer-by
Ascetics such did e'er you meet!

II

6

The load of truth cannot be borne
upon the head, I fear,
And deaf you have to be, the call
of Reality to hear.-
Make yourself blind, so that the dear
Beloved you may see.-

7

How beautiful is darkest night
in which you lose world's way-
Your greed for this and that,-O quite
forgotten it will be.

8

The common road do not go near;
but walk where 'they' walk not;
Cross over then by longing mere
and nothing take with thee.-

9

Wanderers need no conveyance, no!
for horse do not care-
Although their minds are set on
destination far and fair;
In wastes search food...torn rags they wear,
and that their sign-mark is.

10

I saw the wand'rers that a peep
at the Beloved had;
One night I in their place did stay
their company to keep.
To know them, is in drowning deep
to have a safety raft.

11

Dust-covered they do walk their way,
and mix themselves with clay;
No secrets tell to stupid folk,
nor gossip or delay;
Some secret of the Loved-one they
bear in their heart all-time.

12

Knowledge hides snakes, and many find
folly as honey sweet,
Who passed them both...left both behind
he found the 'Reality'.

III

13

Those who had lost their way were with
a deep emotion stirred
Those seers in the waste stood blind
and nothing more they heard-
Their ears were closed-like dumb they walked
as if their minds were blurred...
Their only sorrow separation was
which they incurred-
All they gave up for 'Lahut', but
for this they hungered-
Asleep...awake...longing was spurred
but never was alleyed.

14

The spot where One Beloved dwells
how happy't is, how sweet-
Turn off from places where you meet
all the inhuman crowds.

15

Those who the bare hills came to know
no more for harvests cared-
To Ganjo-hills they longed to go
Lahutis to become.

16

Those who the bare hills came to know
fothwith all books did close...
Their sleep had gone, for Ganjo-hills
their longing hearts did glow...
They yearned Lahutis to become
when dust from hills did blow.-
From smell of hills left wordly show
Lahutis to become.

17

See where the bird can never fly;
a tiny fire twinkles there-
Who could have kindled it so high
except the wandering, homeless kind?

18

Restless Khahoris did destroy
their bodies in a holy mood
And so their spirit gained the food
they had wished to obtain.

19

Wand'rers had girded up their loins...
on heights they one with dust became,
So they at last had reached, their aim
through sorrow mountains top had found.
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(East)

I

1

Dear crow, after obesance fall
at the Beloved's feet-
Message I give thee, dont't forget,
in transit, I entreat,
I beg in God,s name secretly
my message do repeat;
My words correctly and repeat;
convey just as say.

2

Come flying my dear crow, bring news
back from the other side;
Sir down, a note of union strike,
and all in me confide...
My loved-ones that seem to abide
so far away, bring here.

3

From loved-ones, there in foreign lands
bring news, and not delay-
Thy feathers I will cover with
a wealth of gold-array-
Circle above his house, convey
my message to my love.

4

Oh! crow, I'll tear my heart from this
my breast with my own hands;
You peck at it before my love,
that dwells in foreign lands;
May be he says; "there are no friends
that dare such sacrifice."

5

The crow is back, and sitting now
On yonder twig, quite near;-
He came last night, and greetings sweet
Brought from my precious dear-
Stop spinning sisters! that I hear
All what Beloved said.-

6

The crow brought happy news for me,
From the Beloved mine;
My wishes all have been fulfilled,
No more I need repine-
My life is joy, powers divine
Have fruitful made my prayers.

7

A dog, a crow from loved-ones's side
Will so delight mine eyes!
On them my 'Self' I'll sacrifice
A hundred times a day.

8

Not make that crow a messenger
That doth for carrion search!
Will he deliver messages
Or heed his stomch's urge?
What message carry will that scourge
Whose speech is: "Caw, caw, caw?"

II

9

In longing for my loved-ones I
Do rove around all day;
Hoping he'll raise his eyes, and may
Sweet recognition grant.

10

My comfort all is from those eyes,
That smilingly they raise;
Loved-one's smiles have relieved my woe
And all my sorrow flies...
World thinks their emaciation lies
In hunger, but from sorrow' tis.

11

At mid-night Eastern Yogis closed
Their house...I failed to hear
Their soul-converse, when gradully
Dawn's pale lights did appear.-
Strange yogis, whose detachment here
E'en by compassion is not marred.

12

On high-way they already are,
To East, far East they roam-
And they have sacrificeed this home
To build the future one.

13

The East has killed me...none I find
To whom I can complain;
Advising world, and guiding it,
I lost myself my mind-
I made love to higher kind
Who were not likes of mine.

14

You comfort seek, and call yourself
'Sami', yet are not trained;
At journey's start exhausted grew,
And more and more complained-
You had not even found a guide,...
To be consummate, so you feigned-
Your soul should be to 'Sami' chained
With 'Him' identified for aye.

15

To keep your greedy body fit,
You beg for grains pretentiously,
May be that you your ears have slit
Palate to lease with luxuries.
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Bilawal-X
(The Tune of Life)

I

1

Believe in word of invitation
of the Giver kind;
Just rinse your mouth, and you will find
that food you will receive.

2

Drive vulgar crowds out of the house,
peace with the sovereign make-
From that door then on favours browse
receiving gifts each day.

3

Don't long for wine of paradise,
cross over, nearer still-
Between you and the Union lie
rewards,...this do realise!
Sama's presence to find, arise!
your wishes to fulfil.

4

Sama, the crown is on your head
else many leaders be-
Oh, from your treasure house, such thousands
beg the priceless bread,
And bounty rich for them is spread
according to their bowls!

5

The kettle drums break one and all,
all hollow are inside
On no one but on Hashmi call
The door of Hashmi seek.

6

One who upholds those in despair,
helps those who seek refuge;
This prop of humble ones, shirks not
when millions crave his care...
Aghast all chieftains stand...but there
the smiling one they spy!-

7

Stop not at every watering place
but seek the deep, full lake;
Head of the realm if you can reach
there wait wealth and solace;
The one who made poor rich, only
his turban try to trace,
Tarnish of hundreds he'll erase,
when head he lifts and speaks!

8

All credit due to Jakhro is,
others commands obey
This favourite's station, ah, where
it be, no one can say;
From what he fashioned was, that clay
was just enough for him.

9

Jakhro worthy is, and the rest
but name of 'king' do bear;
As Jakhro was produced, others
that way no fashioned were;
Clay needed for his make so rare
for him was just enough.

10

The leader's messages I store
so deep within my heart
Of other doors I think no more
Since Jakhro I have seen!

11

No one like Jakhro I can see
On earth where'er I gaze,
The leader of all leaders, of
Exalted status he-
Two bows' length, even less, his place
is from divine glory;
O lord, greaty you favoured me
by giving me this guide!

12

Oh Jakhro, may you ever live;
Of you may I no evil hear-
Solace to eyes and heart you give,
their only sweet support, is you.

13

Oh leader, well your ways are known
all over foreign lands;
How many have you set on horse backs
that had weary grown?
You ask no faults of those who moan,
But all you do accept!

14

He even gives in anger...lo,
when pleased his bounty pours,
Benevolence doth overflow
in noble Jakhro's mind.

15

Don't punish the obedient ones;
but head strong do destroy;
Forget not 'Battle Great', no joy
no gain give battles small.

16

Come to the Major Battle, though
many small battles fight...
And never cease to sweep away
passion-worshiper's blight.-
With the support of Hyder's light
fight, and destroy the foe!

17

Jakhro adore! he who appeared
the hunger of the land-
Those who were trembling in their rags
in silken shawls now stand;
It was by noble Jakhro's hand
the needy ones were filled!

18

The moment I arrived my feet
were cooled, my thirst was quenched;
A desert walker water sweet
had found in scorching waste.-

19

Beneath whose shelter I do dwell
noble man, may he live!
The waters that wayfarers drink,
may never dry that well...
Oh smiling one! mine eyes excel
in comfort, seeing you.

II

20

Vagand has now returned again,
his efforts all were vain...
So gladly would he here remain
dress, food, bed to obtain!

21

Vagand has now returned again-
when all had got their share
A beating from his wife he got,
nought else she gave him there!
And now with zest he doth declare
he'll e'er lie at my feet!

22

Ah...in the hope of breakfast fine
Vagand again is here;
He never more will leave this place,
nor will he leave his Pir-
Perfume of spring he smells- so dear
prospects of breakfast are!

23

In body he so shrivelled looks,
at eating he is great;
He smells...sweetness to cultivate
he begs master for scent-

24

Poor Vagand, now so dutiful
is always at the door;
He loves perfumes so much...therefore,
he rakes the horse' dung.

25

Vagand has now returned again,
returned a hell complete!
He says: "Pir's heaven, dirty ones
turns into roses sweet-
Keep near perfumes, to be replete
with clean, refreshing smells."
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