Your Love...! By Yunus Emre

Your love has wrested me away from me,
You're the one I need, you're the one I crave

Day and night I burn, gripped by agony,

You're the one I need, you're the one I crave

I find no great joy being alive,

If I cease to exist, I would not grieve,

The only solace I have is your love,
You're the one I need, you're the one I crave

Lovers yearn for you, but your love slays them,

At the bottom of the sea it lays them,

It has God's images - it displays them,

You're the one I need, you're the one I crave

Even if, at the end they make me die

And scatter my ashes up to the sky,

My pit would break into this outcry:
You're the one I need, you're the one I crave

Let me drink the wine of love sip by sip,

Like Mecnun, live in the hills in hardship,

Day and night, care for you holds me in its grip,
You're the one I need, you're the one I crave

'Yunus Emre the mystic' is my name,

Each passing day fans and rouses my flame,

What I desire in both worlds is the same:

You're the one I need, you're the one I crave..!

~ Yunus Emre

Prisoner.....! by Rabindranath Tagore

I came out alone on my way to my tryst. But who
is this that follows me in the silent dark?

I move aside to avoid his presence but I escape
him not.

He makes the dust rise from the earth with his
swagger; he adds his loud voice to every word that I
utter.

He is my own little self, my lord, he knows no
shame; but I am ashamed to come to thy door in
his company.

"Prisoner, tell me, who was it that bound you?"

"It was my master," said the prisoner. "I thought I
could outdo everybody in the world in wealth and
power, and I amassed in my own treasure-hose the
money due to my king. When sleep overcame me I
lay upon the bad that was for my lord, and on
waking up I found I was a prisoner in my own
treasure-house."

"Prisoner, tell me, who was it that wrought this
unbreakable chain?"

"It was I," said the prisoner, "who forged this
chain very carefully. I thought my invincible power
would hold the world captive leaving me in a
freedom undisturbed. Thus night and day I worked
at the chain with huge fires and cruel hard strokes.
When at last the work was done and the links were
complete and unbreakable, I found that it held me
in its grip."

~ Rabindranath Tagore