The Rainy Season

In whom longing for the Beloved hath taken abode,Every moment his body becometh feeble and enervated.A stream of tears constantly flows from his eyes;The pangs of pain ceaselessly smart his body and mind.Like rivers in Sawan and Bhadon, overflows the stream of my...

I smile like a flower not only with my lips

I smile like a flower not only with my lipsbut with my whole beingfor I am alone with the King andhave lost myself in him.At dawn your flame seized my heartbut left behind my body.I will shout and raise havoc untilyou come back for me tonight.My Beloved, do not let...