Love, why do they ask me the reason for my sleeplessness?
How can I sleep when you do not come home to me?
Love, why do they expect me to be in sanity?
How can I not be insane when I yearn your name?
Love, this is my bhagti.
This is my pain.
This is my sustenance.
This is my everything.
This is my love for you.
Love, what shall I do?
What can I do?
I am forsaken......
ਸਤਿਗੁਰਬਚਨਕਮਾਵਣੇਸਚਾਏਹੁਵੀਚਾਰੁ॥