He has achieved success
who has lived well,
In the stillness of night Wisdom came and stood By my bed. She gazed upon me like a tender mother
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works
that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.
I have sailed the River of Yellow Flowers,
Borne by the channel of a green stream,
A dark unfathomed tide
Of interminable pride -
But soon we must rise, O my heart, we must wander again
Into the war of the world and the strife of the throng;
Ku’ch Ishaq Ki’ya Ku’ch Kaam Ki’ya.
Who Log Bohat Khush Qismat Th’ay,
The Sun revolving on his axis turns,
And with creative fire intensely burns;
I am the singer who of late put by
The verse azulean and the chant profane,
Like a flower, but not a flower
No one cares when it falls
power and peace are implied in the songs of the disciples.
The salvation of the people of the world lies in love!
And a woman spoke, saying, "Tell us of Pain."
And he said:
Are you coming, Johnnie Bowline,
Have you had your fill of fun?
Go eche day onward on thy pylgrymage;
Thynke howe short tyme thou hast abyden here
I'm a play that's many centuries old.
I expire and become immortal.
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Are you depressed? Then take of bhang one grain,
when you came often drawn to the girl
loved as no other will be loved by you.
I AM worn out with dreams;
A weather-worn, marble triton
All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
Good-bye my Fancy!
Farewell dear mate,dear love!
The world was made when a man was born,
He must taste for himself the forbidden springs;
Birdsong brings relief
to my longing
I am dotted silver threads dropped from heaven
By the gods. Nature then takes me, to adorn
WITHIN this earthen vessel are bowers and groves, and within it is the Creator:
Within this vessel are the seven oceans and the unnumbered stars.
From mental mists to purge a nation's eyes;
To animate the weak, unite the wise;
see so deeply within myself.
Not needing my eyes, I can see everything clearly.
How often we forget all time, when lone
Admiring Nature's universal throne;
To what can our life on earth be likened?
To a flock of geese,
Then said a rich man, "Speak to us of Giving." And he answered:
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