One of Prabhu Deva’s songs Muqabala massacred by Buffalax

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English versions are by Charles Upton (Original Language: Persian)

I carry a torch in one hand

I carry a torch in one hand
And a bucket of water in the other:
With these things I am going to set fire to Heaven
And put out the flames of Hell
So that voyagers to God can rip the veils
And see the real goal.

I am fully qualified to work as a doorkeeper, and for this reason

I am fully qualified to work as a doorkeeper, and for this reason:
What is inside me, I don’t let out:
What is outside me, I don’t let in.
If someone comes in, he goes right out again.
He has nothing to do with me at all.
I am a Doorkeeper of the Heart, not a lump of wet clay.

I have two ways of Loving you

I have two ways of loving You:
A selfish one
And another way that is worthy of You.
In my selfish love, I remember You and You alone.
In that other love, You lift the veil
And let me feast my eyes on Your Living Face.

My Joy

My joy –
My Hunger –
My Shelter –
My Friend –
My Food for the journey –
My journey’s End –
You are my breath,
My hope,
My companion,
My craving,
My abundant wealth.
Without You — my Life, my Love –
I would never have wandered across these endless countries.
You have poured out so much grace for me,
Done me so many favors, given me so many gifts –
I look everywhere for Your love –
Then suddenly I am filled with it.
O Captain of my Heart
Radiant Eye of Yearning in my breast,
I will never be free from You
As long as I live.
Be satisfied with me, Love,
And I am satisfied.

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DAWN

I try to flee away from darkness

The leashes of propriety to free

To rush to the shores unbridled

And express my mirth and glee.

The waves reflect the turbulence within

A realization of my insignificance too-

A glimmer of crimson at the horizon

Lines the unending expanse of blue.

It’s a new morn, an awakening-

A promise of a bright new day

Wash away all those emotions

Fling those chains far away!

Walk up straight, your head held high

Sway not by the harshness of the sun

The night of pain has ended

Your tryst with your past perhaps won.

And then it dawned-
How much
Of an emotional crutch
You were to me.

I’ve been doing
A balancing act
With my clumsy naive self
And inevitably
I’ll stumble.

It is a bit too late for me
To wake up from my stupor and see
That never were you
My mythical pillar of strength.

I know-
I have to let go
For it isn’t too long
That you can possibly lean on to
A staff that’s split into two.

But forgive me-
I’m really so used
To being
A helpless cripple
That I can’t
But use you
As my lame excuse.