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    POETRY BY BULLAH SHAH

    He left me, and himself he departed;

    What fault was there in me ?



    Neither at night nor in the day do I sleep in peace;

    My eyes pour out tears !

    Sharper than swords and spears are the arrows of love !

    There is no one as cruel as love ;

    This malady no physician can cure.

    There is no peace, not for a moment,

    So intense is the pain of separation !

    O Bullah, if the Lord were to shower

    His grace, My days would radically change !

    He left me, and himself he departed.

    What fault was there in me ?

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