Indeed thine separation will be death for me.


Indeed thine separation will be death for me.
Thee left me bereft, what will aid me?
My longing will testify--- I will surely die.
Indeed thine separation will be death for me.
In the deepest folds of dark,
The gem-peddler unsheathed the well-kept secret:
A diamond is borne by a stone belly- I will surely die.
Indeed thine separation will be death for me.
How cursed is Muheet for his burial!
Not two yards of land could be spared for him.
Indeed thine separation will be death for me.
No repose does the heart find in the ruins of world.
Who has profited by this world?
None could its sly blow of death beat.
Indeed thine separation will be death for me.
Thou led Muheet astray, now stay!
Let me pour to thee the cups of wine brewed from love
Indeed thine separation will be death for me.
How fortunate is Muheet, O my beloved!
Even his own leave him in grave.
Still I am alive under the soil but
I will surely die!
Indeed thine separation will be death for me.

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