One Hundred Poems of Tukaram by Chandrakant Kaluram Mhatre 2015 Marathi 1608-1650 Bhakti Sant Poet Maharashtra India “the destitute and the downtrodden who considers as his own he alone is to be recognised as a saint” God made Tuka’s blabber significant “Tuka is as vast as the sky” mystic poetry

Love’s Last Madness poem 88 Talash-e Nur Quest for Light Manzil-e Nur Abode of Light Jadah-e Nur Pathway of Light “all I remember is a sudden glimpse of him” “the soul is a flower that autumn cannot ravage” Guru Nanak poem on vegetarianism Bandanawaz Gesudaraz Mir Ghalib the Hundu understanding rekhta urdu hindi sadachar Sant Kirpal Singh Sant Darshan Singh Jandar ka Lahu Barry Lerner Harbans Singh Bedi

Translations of Urdu Sonnets by Sant Darshan Singh Mata-e Nur in Love’s Last Madness poems 85-87 translated by Barry Lerner and Harbans Singh Bedi “soon you were flowing in my every vein” “break through the bounds of perception and draw near sonorous light” “in glorious hues contemplation paints desire’s abode” “madman moth of love” “nights last forever” “my fate hangs on you humble poet” Hindvi Khari boli Mushafi Rekhtah Vali Aurangabadi Mir Ghalib Iqbal Faiz

Love’s Last Madness poem 84 “how pristine are these drops raining down from springtide clouds” a Persian poem from Talash e Nur by Darshan Singh translated by Barry Lerner Lyric ghazal voice Francis Pritchett “love at every step” “my concept of poetry” “cheh qatr-ha keh ze-abr-e bahir mirizad”

Love’s Last Madness poem 83 “this tale has no words” is poem 146 in Talash-e Nur a persian poem by Darshan Singh be-del beshnow hadis-e bi zabani nabashad “no burdens remain where devotion resides” sufi mystical persian poetry translated by Barry Lerner and Harbans Singh Bedi poems on a spiritual path sant mat

Love’s last Madness poem 81 and 82 translated by Barry Lerner and Harbans Singh Bedi “remembering him exclusively draws him to you helplessly” Farhaad and Sheereen Khusrow o Shirin Nexami Ganjavi (1141-1209) sufi mystical poetry

Love’s Last Madness poem 80 “I do not walk alone” Mata e Nur poem 68 by Darshan Singh translated by Barry Lerner and Harbans Singh Bedi Tukaram agenof coronavirus Hafez Hafiz “yet it was these acts of sin that filled my path of beauty” ne se “Happy that disobedience that brings me to my knees” Ansari Ghalib nakardah gunahon ki bhi hasrat ki mule dad amir us ke ifa e ahd tak nah jie Urdu mystic poetry

Love’s Last Madness poem 79 “Life - unfathomable in ages past” poem 42 of Mata e Nur by Darshan Singh translated by Barry Lerner and Harbans Singh Bedi “still I long to speak to him in the flesh today” “the horizon glows with a red mist even today” “still the sun burns like noon on the plains of my madness today” apne junun ke dasht Rumi masnavi

Love’s Last Madness poem 78 is an English translation of Urdu poem 62 of Mata e Nur by Darshan Singh 1921-1988 “who knows what state I was in when our eyes met!” “I feel the tug at my heart leading me forward” Barry Lerner and Harbans Singh Bedi Iqbal sitaron se age jahan aur bhi hain abhi ishq ke imtihan aur bhi hain Mir Meer taqi meer mir le sans bhi ahistah keh nazuk hai bahut kam afaq ki is kargah e shishah gari ka persian proverb eshq avval dar de e mashuq peida minshavad junun

Love’s Last Madness poem 77 is 82 in Mata e Nur by Darshan Singh translated by Harbans Singh Bedi the introduction the day love was invented “the basis of the making lies in the breaking”