Ishk (Love)
A beautiful being glanced in my direction.
Now I can only sigh- speechless and bedazzled,
What fault is it of mine? My heart is but a piece of flesh,
His gaze would make a hole even in stone.
O Beloved, my heart is mad about You,
Without worry, come into Your home, it is indeed Your home,
Sweeter You are to me than sugar and honey,
From Your separation, my heart is torn to pieces,
And these pieces were made for You.
…
The heart of an ashiq finds contentment in the fact
That he has sent his sighs to the heavens
…
Even your grief is dear to me
As it is something given by Thee
Shaykh Zulfiqar Ahmad. “The Conditions of the Lovers of Allah in this world” Love for Allah Faqir Publications: USA, p 1-30
http://www.tasawwuf.org/writings/love_allah/index.htm
