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Hazrat Abdul Rahman Jami.
O my loving
Beauty
For what
This display
Of disapproval
And reprimand…
Continual assault
Of pain on those
Broken hearted…
Why the haste
In slaying me
With sword
Drawn over
My head
I myself
Am going to die
What/why this agitation
In you!
It is said
You will appear
In my sleep
Of what use
This…For
I have never
Known sleep
My whole lifetime!
From my
Maderassa I
Venture to the
Kaaba or to
The house of wine.
O Master of
The Path
Show me
The path
Of virtue/merit/reward.
Jami how do
You boast of
Your piety
When your
Saintly Robe bear
Stains of wine!
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