Bulleh Shah

(1680 - 1758 / Uch, Punjab / Pakistan)

I'M Going Together With Jogi - Poem by Bulleh Shah

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Going to Makkah is not the ultimate
Even if hundreds of prayers are offered

Going to River Ganges is not the ultimate
Even if hundreds of cleansing (Baptisms) are done

Going to Gaya is not the ultimate
Even if hundreds of worships are done

Bulleh Shah the ultimate is
When the "I" is removed from the heart

[He] Read a lot and became a scholar
But [he] never read himself

[He] goes enters into the temple & mosque
But [he] never entered into his own heart

He fights with the devil every day for nothing
He never wrestled with his own ego

Bulleh Shah he grabs for heavenly flying things
But doesn't grasp the one who's sitting at home

Religious scholars stay awake at night
But dogs stay awake at night, higher than you

They don't cease from barking at night
Then they go sleep in yards, higher than you

They [dogs] don't leave the beloved's doorstep
Even if they're beaten hundreds of times, higher than you

Bulleh Shah get up and make up with the beloved
Otherwise dogs will win the contest, better than you

O friends, don't call Ranjha a shepherd
I shy away from calling him a shepherd

I am like a thousand Heers to him
Who am I, like countless others

He's the ruler of Hazara's throne
And I am forever the plain Heer

Bulleh Shah may God hear my wail
And I'll become shepherded by the Shepherd

Ranjha became a Jogi and arrived
He exchanged into a unique disguise

He changed his name from Ahad (One God) to Ahmad (Prophet Mohammad PBUH)
I'm going together with Jogi

Someone's with someone else, this one's with that one
I'm together with Jogi

Since I have become Jogi's
I have no "I" left in me

Repeating Ranjha Ranjha
I became Ranjha myself

Call me Ranjha
Nobody call me Heer

It's not me, it's he himself
He amuses his own self

The one with whom I connected my heart
I became just like him, O friends

Jogi is with me
I am with Jogi
I'm going together with Jogi

After putting earrings in my ears
and decorating my forehead with Tilak

Hey he's not [a] Jogi
He's some form of God

He's disguised as Jogi
This Jogi has attracted me

This Jogi has established residence in my heart
I swear by the Quran it's true

Jogi is my belief and faith
This Jogi has marked me

Hey I belong to him
Now I'm not worth any one else (Now there's no other Jogi)

I'm floating, I've drifted across, O people
My eyes inter-meshed with Jogi's, O people

Call me Jogi's female Jogi
Heer is dead, O people

In Khayrray they have deep talks
I have to listen to accusations about

I don't know anything about anyone else
If I know anything, I only know Jogi

No one has attained what he has attained
His shadow is on both worlds

His fame is celebrated in both world
His shoes were kissed by Heaven

This Jogi is full of wonders
In his hand is the rosary of "There is Nothing But One God"

Hey, his name is [Mohammad] "The One With The Shawl"
If Jogi comes to my home

All your fights will end
I will embrace him
And celebrate a million praises

Bulleh Shah a Jogi came
To our door….(…? …)

He stole away Heer of Sayal
He came in a disguise


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 2, 2012


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