✯ Imagining the Love. ✯

Imagining her Smile, ヅ
those curves of the lips, like a Lily of the Nile.

Imagining her Eyes, ╰☆╮
when she used to stare me, it was the first ray of Sunrise.

Imagining her Whisper, ❆
the sound of her echoes in my ears, you are my Ishtar.

Imagining her Walk, 웃
like a child , holding my hand along a Loch.

Imagining her Lips, ﭢ
that magical touch that I can never forget, it’s a tender Bliss.

Imagining her Hands, ☮
clasped tight with mine, making the future Plans.

Imagining her Fragrance, ❦
my heart start racing, reminding me of her Presence.

 

“Bulla ki Jaana.” – A Beautiful Kafi(Sufi Poetry) by Bulleh Shah.

Bulleh! I Know, not, Who am I

Not a believer inside the mosque, am I
Nor a pagan disciple of false rites
Not the pure amongst the impure
Neither Moses, nor the Pharoh

Bulleh! I Know, not, Who am I

Not in the holy Vedas, am I
Nor in opium, neither in wine
Not in the drunkard`s craze
Niether awake, nor in a sleeping daze

Bulleh! I Know, not, Who am I

In happiness nor in sorrow, am I
Neither clean, nor a filthy mire
Not from water, nor from earth
Neither fire, nor from air, is my birth

Bulleh! I Know, not, Who am I

Not an Arab, nor Lahori
Neither Hindi, nor Nagauri
Hindu, Turk (Muslim), nor Peshawari
Nor do I live in Nadaun

Bulleh! I Know, not, Who am I

Secrets of religion, I have not known
From Adam and Eve, I am not born
I am not the name I assume
Not in stillness, nor on the move

Bulleh! I Know, not, Who am I

I am the first, I am the last
None other, have I ever known
I am the wisest of them all
Bulleh! do I stand alone?