He left me, and himself he departed; <br />What fault was there in me ? <br /> <br />Neither at night nor in the day do I sleep in peace; <br />My eyes pour out tears ! <br />Sharper than swords and spears are the arrows of love ! <br />There is no one as cruel as love ; <br />This malady no physician can cure. <br />There is no peace, not for a moment, <br />So intense is the pain of separation ! <br />O Bullah, if the Lord were to shower <br />His grace, My days would radically change ! <br />He left me, and himself he departed. <br />What fault was there in me?<br /><br />Bulleh Shah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-eyes-pour-out-tears/
