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Monday, April 2, 2012
Sakhiri Mohe Piya Bin
Sakhi Ri Mohe Piya Bin Ghar Nahi Aaye.
Bina Tanda Mora Jiya Raja Laye.
Jase More Piya Pardes Satawe.
Hone Mere Aap Mohe More Kato Naso Aaye.
Bina Tanda Mora Jiya Raja Laye.
Jase More Piya Pardes Satawe.
Hone Mere Aap Mohe More Kato Naso Aaye.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Reality
Reality
In love, nothing exists between heart and heart.
Speech is born out of longing,
True description from the real taste.
The one who tastes, knows;
the one who explains, lies.
How can you describe the true form of Something
In whose presence you are blotted out?
And in whose being you still exist?
And who lives as a sign for your journey?
Speech is born out of longing,
True description from the real taste.
The one who tastes, knows;
the one who explains, lies.
How can you describe the true form of Something
In whose presence you are blotted out?
And in whose being you still exist?
And who lives as a sign for your journey?
Chhaap Tilak sab cheeni - Amir Khusrau
Chhap tilak sab cheeni ray mosay naina milaikay
Chhap tilak sab cheeni ray mosay naina milaikay
Prem bhatee ka madhva pilaikay
Matvali kar leeni ray mosay naina milaikay
Gori gori bayyan, hari hari churiyan
Bayyan pakar dhar leeni ray mosay naina milaikay
Bal bal jaaon mein toray rang rajwa
Apni see kar leeni ray mosay naina milaikay
Khusrau Nijaam kay bal bal jayyiye
Mohay Suhaagan keeni ray mosay naina milaikay
Chhap tilak sab cheeni ray mosay naina milaikay
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