Amir Khusro

(1253 - 1325 / Patiali / India)

Amir Khusro Poems

1. A News Came 8/31/2010
2. Every Secthas A Faith 8/31/2010
3. Beholding Your Appearance 8/31/2010
4. What Was The Place 8/31/2010
5. Celebrate Spring Today 8/31/2010
6. What A Glow Everywhere I See 8/31/2010
7. My Youth 8/31/2010
8. Master 8/31/2010
9. Too Much Difficult 8/31/2010
10. Ecstatic Eyes 8/31/2010
11. Dye Me In Your Hue 8/31/2010
12. Rains Have Come 8/31/2010
13. The Yellow Mustard Is Blooming 8/31/2010
14. Just A Glance 8/31/2010
15. Dear Father 8/31/2010
16. Couplet 8/31/2010
17. I'Ve Just Had An Affair 8/31/2010
18. Persian Poem 8/31/2010
Best Poem of Amir Khusro

Persian Poem

I am a pagan and a worshiper of love: the creed (of Muslims) I do not need;
Every vein of mine has become taunt like a wire,
the (Brahman's) girdle I do not need.
Leave from my bedside, you ignorant physician!
The only cure for the patient of love is the sight of his beloved -
other than this no medicine does he need.
If there be no pilot in our boat, let there be none:
We have god in our midst: the sea we do not need.
The people of the world say that Khusrau worships idols.
So he does, so he does; the people he does not need,
the world he does not need.

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Too Much Difficult

The road to the Well is too much difficult,
How to get my pot filled?
When I went to fill the water,
In the furor, I broke my pot.
Khusrau has given his whole life to you Oh, Nijam.
Would you please take care of my veil (or self esteem) ,
The road to the well is much too difficult.

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