SIKHLIFE: Friend

SIKHLIFE

Friday, October 21, 2005

Friend

Oh my heart!You search for friends,
friends with that divine bend.
The one who talk of Satgur only,
for in company else my heart's lonely.

Amany I see with examining eyes,
searching for a heart pure with doubtless light.
Rare are the reared ones - I proclaim atlast,
the thieves five have plundered houses all 'sooner than fast'.

Where are you?Come to me Oh Gurmukh friend,
for my impure breath breathes fire no end.
Pain and anguish I reap on all ships of relation,
In midst of pathless crowd I await(the station).

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wonder,I too have similar thoughtsin times of lonliness(away from lord).

Wednesday, October 26, 2005 11:50:00 AM  

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