Mian Muhammad Bakhsh
Sufi poet of Khari Sharif near Mirpur, whose Saif ul Malook is recited by heart from Kashmir to Lahore.
In their words
Famous linesਦੁਸ਼ਮਣ ਮਰੇ ਤੇ ਖ਼ੁਸ਼ੀ ਨਾ ਕਰੀਏ, ਸੱਜਣਾਂ ਵੀ ਮਰ ਜਾਣਾ। ਡੀਗਰ ਤੇ ਦਿਨ ਗਿਆ ਮੁਹੰਮਦ, ਓੜਕ ਨੂੰ ਡੁੱਬ ਜਾਣਾ।
دشمن مرے تے خشی نا کریئے، سجݨاں وی مر جاݨا۔ ڈیگر تے دن گیا محمد، اوڑک نوں ڈب جاݨا۔
Do not rejoice when your enemy dies: your friends must die too. The day has passed into afternoon, Muhammad; in the end the sun must set.
Saif ul Malook (1863)
ਮਾਲੀ ਦਾ ਕੰਮ ਪਾਣੀ ਦੇਣਾ, ਭਰ ਭਰ ਮਸ਼ਕਾਂ ਪਾਵੇ। ਮਾਲਕ ਦਾ ਕੰਮ ਫਲ ਫੁੱਲ ਲਾਣਾ, ਲਾਵੇ ਯਾ ਨਾ ਲਾਵੇ।
مالی دا کم پاݨی دیݨا، بھر بھر مشکاں پاوے۔ مالک دا کم پھل پھل لاݨا، لاوے یا نا لاوے۔
The gardener's work is to water, pouring skin after skin. The Master's work is to bring fruit and flowers, whether he does or not.
Saif ul Malook (1863)
Mian Muhammad Bakhsh was born around 1830 at Khari Sharif near Mirpur, in the hills between Jhelum and Kashmir, and became a Qadiri Sufi.
His great work, Safar ul Ishq, the journey of love, better known as Saif ul Malook, retells a Persian romance of a prince's quest for a fairy princess as an allegory of the soul's search for God. Its couplets are recited by heart at weddings and funerals and sung by qawwals across Pothohar, Kashmir and the Punjab, and the lake of Saif ul Malook in the Kaghan valley takes its name from the story.
He died in 1907 and is buried at Khari Sharif.