Oh Master, I wear the garland of your name….

My loving eyes are filled with the fire of your separation….

Oh, carrying the burdens of love, I set out in search of my beloved….

These two crazy eyes, in what ecstasy they wander!…

Oh Master, Oh Master, I am your devotee….

Oh Master, you win, I’ve lost everything….

May it happen someday, that you sit face to face with me….

See yourself through my eyes….

May the pain of my heart touch your heart….

this love, this love, has consumed the wandering…

This love, this love, your pain is unique….

Poet : Asim Raza