Kabīr · The couplets
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- Dying and dying, the world has died
- My rosary is Rām on my tongue
- Everyone laughs at my caste
- Dead while still alive
- The day the I in me died
- I am the worst of them all
- The sandalwood among the scrub
- The bamboo drowned in its own greatness
- The axe on his own foot
- The saints' small hut is good
- Why weep when a saint dies
- The saints have eaten the butter
- Māyā the little thief
- The death the world is afraid of
- Do not untie the knot
- A room of lampblack
- They went away barefoot
- A human birth is hard to come by
- Your name is Kabīr
- The bones burn like firewood
- Grass will come up over you
- The plunder is the name of Rām
- Better than reading
- Do not leave the sea
- A house on the bank of the Gaṅgā
- Hari walks behind me calling
- Turmeric and lime
- A tenth of a mustard seed
- No thatch, no hut
- Guests for four days
- Only Kabīr has not died
- Rām's dog
- A rosary of wood
- The serpent in the mind
- The chance of a boat and a river
- Ink of the seven seas
- What can a weaver's caste do
- The mind has turned into a bird
- The one you used to call another
- No washing turns it white
- You have not shaved the mind
- Pearls scattered on the road
- Whose house is the grave
- A stone made Parmēsur
- What you would do tomorrow
- Cowrie by cowrie
- Be a pebble in the road
- So you became a pebble
- So you became dust
- So you became water
- High houses, gold and women
- Between Gaṅgā and Jamunā
- A diamond in the market
- Where there is forgiveness
- If pride will not go
- A single sabad let fly
- Grain of many kinds
- A house of wood
- The hailstone melted into water
- Sāīṅ is not deaf
- What use is the hajj without sabūrī
- The Name puts out the burning
- Khichṛī is fine food
- A difference in the saying of Rām
- Struck by the true Guru's arrow
- Khudā met me on the road to the Kaaba
- Nothing in me is mine
- Wherever I look, there you are
- Talk with the devotees is the gain
- I keep my eyes lowered
- Why would I lower my eyes
- Is it the soul or the Beloved
- Sugar spilt in the sand
- Cut off your head and make a ball of it
- If you keep a household, live by dharam
- Guru and Gōvind both stand before me
- Everyone remembers him in sorrow
- The rosary turns in the hand
- You threw the night away sleeping
- What you would do tomorrow, do today
- Why are you raising storeys
- The clay says to the potter
- Seeing the gardener come
- The whole world is happy
- When I was there, the Guru was not
- Love as the cakor loves the moon
- Do not ask the sādhū his caste
- So you have grown tall
- The redness of my Beloved
- Speak in such a way
- I set out to look for the bad man