The Testament of Tipu Sultan

If you traverse the road of love, Donʹt yearn to seek repose or rest: If Layla be your companion close That litter shun with great contempt.

O streamlet, onward flow and get Transformed to torrent strong and deep: If bank is eʹer on you bestowed, Abstain, flow on with mighty sweep.

Donʹt lose your bearings in this world Because with idols it is full: The assemblage here can cast a spell, Disdain, or strings of heart shall pull.

Gabriel on Creationʹs Early Morn, A piece of useful counsel gave: He bade me not accept a heart Enchained by mind of man like slave.

Untruth conceals in various masks But Truth and God are both unique: There canʹt be pool ʹtwixt good and bad— This fact is known from times antique.