Dohade on Birha
The separation of lovers,
the pain of separation.“Birha birha aakhiye, birha tu sultaan.”
chanda! chamak wikhaal na sanun, ate na kar maN wadhera
karo KHarab fakiri tain, ih danish durandeshi
ishaq asan nal aisi kiti, jiun rukhan nal pala
dozaKH de wal nal yaran de, khush ho ke pag dharie
et sarai musafirKHane, kai musafir rahinde
rabb da aashaq hoN sukhaala, ih bahut sukhaali bazi
gahiri raati hath chhip jawe, ate pauN rup jam sarke
jis din shahir mahibuban wale, koi aashak pair dharenda
murakh log sada sukh saunde, ate roz kamawaN paisa
ih akkhin bin fauj husan di, sutti kala jagawaN
kabul qadar mahibub je howe, tan aashaq nun lai tarda
tan pinjar dil ghail kaidi, mainun sabat dekh na phirdi
hashim nam rakhaia us ne, ek damDi pas na jisde
suTTan war bahishtan loka, jo ris karan dilbar di
kitthe taKHat hazara mae, ate jhang sial kithain
wagg wae! par suarth bharie! tun jain taKHt hazare
tainun husan KHarab karenda, ate mainun samajh sataia
aashaq jeD beakal na koi, jin jaan samajh nit tapNa
kari kari samajh rahia wich hairat, mainun dil da bhet na aawe
dilbar yar mahurat kar lai, aj nali asan mukh hasske