Friends are all falling like hair,
God, what shall I do?
Nothing can induce them to stay;
Rather they propagate despair.
God, what shall I do?
On all sides news of departures,
and good byes echo in the air.
God, What shall I do?
Their memories tear me apart;
I see them everywhere.
God, what shall I do?
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Left Alone (Baba Bulleh Shah)
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2 comments:
Subhan Allah
well said and well chosen
Narmeen Adnan Ansari
Thanks Alot Narmeen!
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