(11) I have fallen in Ishq,
O friends! Where has gone my patience? Ruh is languished
badly, where is the balm [of Wisaal] of the beloved ( I have shed tears
of blood day and night in separation from that beloved ( Now I cannot endure
separation, where is he ( In order to see the
moonlike countenance of that beloved ( My Ruh has
filled in with tremendous Muhabbat, where is that moon ( Our Hankering
(with curiosity) has gone beyond limits for our beloved ( How will Wisaal)
with that beloved ( There is Ishq
for none else in my Ruh besides that [real] beloved ( Where is that beloved
( This plant
of my body has become dry because of dryness, Spring [that is, saliva]
of my mouth has dried out, where is that Cloud [of Mercy Friend shed tears
while circling around the street of his beloved ( My lips and tongue
have become dry, where is that unfathomable Ocean [of Mercy ( 
)?),) the King of sympathizers?),) of the fervent lovers?),) be availed, where is that Garden of
the kings [of Marifat]?),) with flowerlike
face, silvery body and charming daffodil
eyes?] and the rain?),)]?
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