saatha tsu khor thahraav.........

Stay a while, beloved, or make your steps

Soft and slow, so that you can be seen.

 

O leave that frown ! Just a kind look from you

Would heal all wounds and fulfil all desires.

 

Remember, I bore your shafts and nursed my wounds

In silence ! Come now as the healing balm !

 

Since you have a wealth of beauty, do you too,

Like all men of wealth, have a thirst for human blood ?

 

The Dal has supernal beauty with the lotus in bloom;

I'll moor by boat at Zeethyar; appear to me at Gopakar !

 

I don't need a rosary and wooden sandals on my feet,

For I seek you with my love. O, reveal yourself !

 

Don't follow men of shallow faith - mere sparks ! - 

Offer your love to the lamp, if you seek enlightenment.

 

With jackals swarming into towns, tigers have sought

Sylvan retreat ! You too must leave this town now,

And surprise the meadow flowers.

 

Mahjoor is no savant; but at times He urge

Grips him to dabble in the mysteries of love !

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