My True Self
Poem by Mohammad Younus Koul
Allah, tere goonjtay saazoN ki
milaawat ho gayi hai meri rooh main
thund paD gayi hai muje
jaisay ye paD jaati hai
chinat peD ki pacHaaioN main.
jab main rooh k ihatay main baithta hoon
is ki mob-ham muje cHoo leti hai
jis main main kho jaata hoon,
fir muje lagta hai
k main koi sufeeaana bansuri ho
aur mere badan k har masaam se
aur har bagal ki cheez se
sureeli suraiN nikal rehi hain,
har baar fir main apni
haqiqat ko pehn-chaanta hoon.
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My True Self
Poem by Mohammad Younus Koul
Thy resonating music is mingled in my soul,
Even as coolness is mingled with the shade of Chinār tree,
Whenever I take seat in the precincts of my soul,
It's fathomlessness touches me,
When it touches me,
It completely absorbs me,
Lo, I see myself as the mellow sounding notes -of a mystical flute -
Coming out of all my pores,
And everything else around me,
In every case, I find I am the reality.
Mykoul
Mohammad Younus Koul
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