I wish to ruin myself in Thy love.
The bitter taste of life inspires to think above.
Either be of mine or dissolve my life.
Leave nothing to think or survive.
They were of good destiny who found the company
They appeared thirsty but tasted the honey.
The sweet that always promises the advantage
O Beloved! I pine for Thy grace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem