Punjabi sufi poetry

Repeat once again those sweet words, Which thou hadst uttered in the valley of Hamra. Learning makes you Sheikh or his minion And thus you create problem trillion You exploit oyhers who know not what Misleading them with wild opinion. H with the words i. Glory to Allah, who created thee O Holy Prophet!

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Many return from Mecca as hajjis, Blue shawls across their shoulders.

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I was confused and lost When Shah Inayat cruised me across. For the ones yearning and pining for a glimpse pletry thine ; Who are ready to sacrifice their lives for thy sake; For these slaves ready to sell themselves out without any price in thy path ; May those moments of bliss come back once again! Ikahd baja bajey sohana Matrab sukhrra maan sohana Bhlla soam, salat, dogana Mudh piyalla deen klaal ni.

Understand the One and forge the rest. At this one point, all talk ends Hold fast to your murshid Become a devotee of all creation, Intoxicated, carefree, Without desire, indifferent to the world. The Muslims are afraid of fire And the Hindus dread the grave Both of them have their fears And keep on sharpening their staves.

Parh perh shekh mashaikh khawein Ultey ppoetry gharoon bata dein Bey ilmaan noon lut lut khawein Jhotey Sachey karain aqrqr Learning makes you Sheikh or his minion And thus you create problem trillion You exploit oyhers who know not what Misleading them with wild opinion — Ilmoun bas kari oo yaar Enough of learning, my friend! Let your heart be fully clean. It is indeed a slippery park.

Some withdraw to the forest, Eat a single grain a day. Bulleya shah di seej pyaari Ni main taar noharey tari Kiweain Kiweainmeri aai waari Hin wichran hoya mhaal ni. He must peep into his own Lives He in the shrine of peace Where there are no ups and downs. There is a thief in the folds of my arms He has, of late, escaped on the sky No wonder there is a stir in the sky And the world there is a hue and cry.

Afraid I am both here and there. I take precautions in the dark De inside and see for yourself Why this wild search afar? At this one point, all talk suffi.

May this Face of the Holy Prophet P. Gharyal diyo nikal ni Aaj pe ghar ay nikal ni Sack the gong-man My love has come home today. Be gracious enough to remove from thy face the sheet sugi Yemen O Prophet! For no reason you abrade your forehead on the ground, You display reverence at the mehraab, You recite the Kalma to entertain a listener. Come once again from thy cell to Mosque, For everyone longs for a glimpse of thy image full of light; And denizens of both the worlds i.

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He strike the gong time and again And shortens my night of dance and song If he were to listen to me He would throw away the gong. Learning makes you Sheikh or his minion And thus you create problem trillion You exploit oyhers shfi know not what Misleading them with wild opinion.

By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. His shining face appeared to me in a vision, And fragrance emanated in profusion from His tresses; I fainted from the sight of these visions; The hordes of his eyes overpowered me.

Hold fast to your murshid Become a devotee of all creation, Intoxicated, carefree, Without desire, indifferent to the world. He who has this secret known.

Then also in my grave, and at the time of crossing the razor-sharp Bridge on the Judgment Day as a test to separate the virtuous ones from the sinners ; Only then shall the fake ones become pure in the sight of Allah.

The Colourless Reality has been revealing itself through this image, Ever since Unity exploded into Diversity. Ilmoun bas kari oo yaar Eko Alif terey darkar. Hold tight to this point, forget your calculations, Leave the miserable state of unbelief, Do not torment yourself with the fear of death and hell, For these are imaginary fears.

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Parh perh shekh mashaikh khawein Ultey masley punjavi bata dein Bey ilmaan noon lut lut khawein Jhotey Sachey karain aqrqr. The Gracious One we hope shall declare us successful in the test of earthly life ; Because we have correctly understood the Divine words: He who believes, he alone has known Everyone else id floundering All the wrangling came to an end When Bulleh came to town. Can the truth ever remain hidden?

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