Here you will find the Poem Dohas II of poet Kabir

Dohas II

Jab Tun Aaya Jagat Mein, Log Hanse Tu Roye 
Aise Karni Na Kari, Pache Hanse Sab Koye 

When you were born in this world 
Everyone laughed while you cried 
Conduct NOT yourself in manner such 
That they laugh when you are gone 

Kabir Man Nirmal Bhaya, Jaise Ganga Neer 
Pache Pache Har Phire, Kahat Kabir Kabir 

Kabir's mind got cleansed like the holy Ganges water 
Now everyone follows, saying Kabir Kabir 

Gur Dhobi Sikh Kapda, Saboo Sirjan Har 
Surti Sila Pur Dhoiye, Nikse Jyoti Apaar 

Guru the washer man, disciple is the cloth 
The name of God liken to the soap 
Wash the mind on foundation firm 
To realize the glow of Truth 

Jeevat Samjhe Jeevat Bujhe, Jeevat He Karo Aas 
Jeevat Karam Ki Fansi Na Kaati, Mue Mukti Ki Aas 

Alive one sees, alive one knows 
Thus crave for salvation when full of life 
Alive you did not cut the noose of binding actions 
Hoping liberation with death ! 

Akath Kahani Prem Ki, Kutch Kahi Na Jaye 
Goonge Keri Sarkara, Baithe Muskae 

Inexpressible is the story of Love 
It cannot be revealed by words 
Like the dumb eating sweet-meat 
Only smiles, the sweetness he cannot tell 

Chinta Aisee Dakini, Kat Kaleja Khaye 
Vaid Bichara Kya Kare, Kahan Tak Dawa Lagaye 

Worry is the bandit that eats into one's heart 
What the doctor can do, what remedy to impart? 

Kabira Garv Na Keejiye, Uncha Dekh Aavaas 
Kaal Paron Bhuin Letna, Ooper Jamsi Ghaas 

Says Kabir 
Don't be so proud and vain 
Looking at your high mansion 
Death makes one lie on bare land 
And grass will grow thereon 

Kabira Garv Na Keejiye, Kaal Gahe Kar Kes 
Na Jaane Kit Mare Hai, Kya Des Kya Pardesh 

Says Kabir 
Don't be so proud and vain 
The clutches of Time are dark 
Who knows where shall it kill 
Whether at home or abroad 

Kabira Kiya Kutch Na Hote Hai, Ankiya Sab Hoye 
Jo Kiya Kutch Hote Hai, Karta Aur Koye 

Says Kabir 
By my doing nothing happens 
What I don't does come to pass 
If anything happens as if my doing 
Then truly it is done by someone else 

Jyon Naino Mein Putli, Tyon Maalik Ghat Mahin 
Moorakh Log Na Janhin, Baahar Dhudhan Jahin 

Like the pupil in the eyes 
The Lord resides inside 
Ignorant do not know this fact 
They search Him outside 

Pehle Agan Birha Ki, Pachhe Prem Ki Pyas 
Kahe Kabir Tub Janiye, Naam Milan Ki Aaas 

First the pangs of separation 
Next grows the thirst for Love 
Says Kabir then only hope 
The union to materialize