You gave sugar to sugarcane,
You gave grapes toThe winding vine:You gave the deer stagThe forest green:Such are your godly gifts!
Sheikh Noor Ud Din Wali
Fear, attachment and violent thought,
For a whole life-time,I followedBut one path, and then,Bathed in the waters of contemplation,I walked to a sojournIn blissful seclusion!
O self, lend ear to
This’s the knell ofThe warrants of death !A day before like a lambThey’ll take you to the butchers,;With a tuft of grass, they’llLure you on to the grave !
Avariciously, I filled my belly
Of my long cage !Robbed off was, I evenOf the ever-withering leaf:Sinned I and earnedThe vice !
Should you have a friend,
From time to time, a friendIs a breezy dawn !Earth, earthly be, free fromBirth-Re-birth;What need remains forProtective defence ?OrWhat need remainsTo fear fate?
What catch will a crow, show
How can dhup (incence) surpass wine,In fragrance?What light can a candleShow to the moon?What a salvation will Shiva giveTo a—
a) Does wrath behave a Muslim?
Jeopardise your purpose.Wrath’ll prove to be a robberOf your treasures !Does wrath become a Muslim ?b) What happened to him whoWas deposed from his heavenly, throne ?Numbness overtook that Muslim and.He fell a victim to the devil: andHid in a boat man’s ……Does wrath become a Muslim ?c) Should you peep into theVeiled harem of…
Death’s a lion.
From a flock of sheepIt ‘II pick you up like a lamb.
He’s beside me and
Blissful I feel with Him,In vain, I went a—seeking HimIn strange lands, forMy Friend Himself graced mein my own House!
A blonde I, dressed and combed,
Bewitched my youth was by flowers.Frozen as snows on mountainsI was andBlown off by WULAR wind; (biggest lake in Kashmir)Divested by robbers, I wasIn dazzling bewilderment:Ruffled my half-cooked rice becameBy bran and huskWhile a poor man’s dayPassed for a year.