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Jigar.
The fragrance
Of my Beloved
Is in the earth/dust
The rider Prince
Must be on the way
The atmosphere
Resounds with
The call to give
Your life/
Celebrate the
Arrival of
The Friend
Clear your heart
As the friend
Comes to hunt
O heart –
To welcome this
Good news
Unleashed are
Shower of Blessings
My companion
Keeps asking
The condition of
My heart!
My heart does
Overflow with
Unleashed tears!
Lost am I
Searching for
The Other
Displayed in me
Clearly is He!
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For the sake
Of God – glance at me
Dying of love
For you – I am!
If not always
Obviously
Sometimes - in
Glance concealed
Wounded I am
By the arrows
Of your love
O Beloved
Glance at me
If not openly
In glances concealed.
Never have I
Seen any like You
Nor have I
Heard of any
Like You
All other beauties
Are like dust on
The path –
In comparison to You./
Compared to You!
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