Amir Khusro(spiritual disciple of Nizamuddin Auliya of Delhi)

Khusrau darya prem ka, ulti wa ki dhaar,
Jo utra so doob gaya, jo dooba so paar.

Khusro says the river of love
Has a strange flow
One who jumps into it drowns,
And one who drowns, gets across.

Sej wo sooni dekh ke rovun main din raen,
Piya piya main karat hoon pehron, pal bhar sukh na chaen.

Day and night, I see an empty bed, and cry
Calling for my beloved, I remain restless for ever.