The City Of Baghdad Poem by Sultan Bahu

The City Of Baghdad

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The city of Baghdad* is graced With tall,
elegant cypresses,
My fond memories of that fair city.

Tear my heart to shreds,
Like waste cloth in a tailor's shop.

Wearing a cloak made with these shreds,
I will join the beggars in the lanes of Baghdad

And beg for alms, calling out:
'O Meeran, Meeran, my beloved Master! ' **

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Note:
* Baghdad was the home town of Sheikh Abdul Qadir Jilani, founder of the Qadriya line of Masters, of which Hazrat Sultan Bahu was a member. There is no evidence to suggest that Bahu ever visited Baghdad. In this bait he seems to fondly reminisce about the Baghdad of his imagination - out of devotion for the founding Master, Shah Jilani.

** Meeran: literally, ‘the exalted one'; a term of endearment and reverence used for Sheikh Abdul Qadir Jilani.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 14 May 2019

Here The Baghdad nothing else just the master of the eternal soul come o traveler stay a while here feel you both life mystically

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