You Are My Ardour - A Punjabi Poem by Khwaja Ghulam Farid (1845-1901)
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You Are My Ardour
A Punjabi Poem by Khwaja Ghulam Farid (1845-1901) You are my ardour, my friend, faith, creed. You are my body, you are my spirit, heart, soul. You're the direction towards which I pray. You are my Mecca, my mosque, my pulpit. You are my holy books and my Koran. You are my religious obligations, My Hajj, charity, fasting, call to prayer. You are my asceticism, worship, My obedience and my piety. You are my knowledge and you're my gnosis . You're my remembrance, my contemplation You are my tasting and my ecstasy. You are my love, my sweet, my darling, my honey You are my favourite, and my soulmate! You're my spiritual preceptor, my guide , You are my Shaykh and my Enlightened One You are my hope, my wish, my gains, losses. You're all I see, my pride, my deliv'rance. You're my faith, my honour, modesty, glory You're my pain, sorrow, my crying, playing You are my illness and my remedy. You are what lulls me to a peaceful sleep. http://www.masud.co.uk/ISLAM/misc/Poem-Khwaja-ghulam-farid-you-are-my-ardour.htm
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You Are My Ardour - A Punjabi Poem by Khwaja Ghulam Farid (1845-1901)
You are my beauty and my fate, fortune, fame.
You are my looking, enquiring, seeking You are my understanding, my knowing You are my henna, my collyrium, My rouge, my tobacco, my betel-leaf! You are my terror, my passion, madness You're my crying and my lamentation. You are my Alpha and my Omega, My Inner, Outer, Hidden, Manifest. If, O'Belovd, you accept Farid You are my Sovereign and my Sultan. www.masud.co.uk | More Miscellaneous & Interesting Articles