(Bang-e-Dra-020) Aftab-e-Subah

Aftab-e-Subah

The Morning Sun

Shourish-e-Maikhana-e-Insan Se Baalatar Hai Tu

Zeenat-e-Bazm-e-Falak Ho Jis Se Woh Saghir Hai Tu

Far from the ignoble strife of Man’s tavern you are

The wine‐cup adorning the sky’s assemblage you are

Ho Dar-e-Gosh-e-Uroos-e-Subah Woh Gohar Hai Tu

Jis Pe Seemaye Ufaq Nazaan Ho Woh Zaiwar Hai Tu

The jewel which should be the pearl of the morning’s bride’s ear you are

The ornament which would be the pride of horizon’s forehead you are

Safha-e-Ayyam Se Dagh-e-Madaad-e-Shab Mita

Asman Se Naqsh-e-Batil Ki Tarah Koukab Mita

The blot of night’s ink from time’s page has been removed!

The star from sky like a spurious picture has been removed!

Husn Tera Jab Huwa Baam-e-Falak Se Jalwa-Gar

Ankh Se Urta Hai Yak Dam Khawab Ki Mai Ka Asar

When from the roof of the sky your beauty appears

Effect of sleep’s wine suddenly from eyes disappears

Noor Se Maamoor Ho Jata Hai Damaan-e-Nazar

Kholti Hai Chashm-e-Zahir Ko Zia Teri Magar

Perception’s expanse gets filled with light

Though opens only the material eye your light

Dhoondti Hain Jis Ko Ankhain Woh Tamasha Chahiye

Chashme-e-Batin Jis Se Khul Jaye Woh Jalwa Chahiye

The spectacle which the eyes seek is desired

The effulgence which would open the insight is desired

Shauq-e-Azadi Ke Dunya Mein Na Nikle Hosle

Zindagi Bhar Qaid Zanjeer-e-Taaluq Mein Rahe

The desires for freedom were not fulfilled in this life

We remained imprisoned in chains of dependence all life

Zair-o-Bala Aik Hain Teri Nigahon Ke Liye

Arzoo Hai Kuch Issi Chashm-e-Tamasha Ki Mujhe

The high and the low are alike for your eye

I too have longing for such a discerning eye

Ankh Meri Aur Ke Gham Mein Sar Shak Abad Ho

Imtiaz-e-Millat-o-Aaeen Se Dil Azad Ho

May my eye shedding tears in sympathy for others’ woes be!

May my heart free from the prejudice of nation and customs be!

Basta-e-Rang-e-Khasusiat Na Ho Meri Zuban

Noo-e-Insan Qoum Ho Meri, Watan Mera Jahan

May my tongue be not bound with discrimination of color

May mankind be my nation, the whole world my country be

Didah-e-Batin Pe Raaz-e-Nazm-e-Qudrat Ho Ayan

Ho Shanasaye Falak Shama-e-Takhiyul Ka Duhwan

May secret of Nature’s organization clear to my insight be

May smoke of my imagination’s candle rising to the sky be

Uqda-e-Azdad Ki Kawish Na Tarpaye Mujhe

Husn-e-Ishq Angaiz Har Shay Mein Nazar Aye Mujhe

May search for secrets of opposites not make me restless!

May the Love‐creating Beauty in everything appear to me!

Sadma Aa Jaye Hawa Se Gul Ki Patti Ko Agar

Ashak Ban Kar Meri Ankhon Se Tapak Jaye Asar

If the rose petals get damaged by the breeze

May its pain dropping from my eye as a tear be

Dil Mein Ho Souz-e-Mohabbat Ka Woh Chota Sa Sharar

Noor Se Jis Ke Mile Raaz-e-Haqiqat Ki Khabar

May the heart contain that little spark of Love’s fire

The light of which may contain the secret of the Truth

Shahid-e-Qudrat Ka Aaeena Ho, Dil Mera Na Ho

Sar Mein Juz Hamdardi-e-Insan Koi Souda Na Ho

May my heart not mine but the Beloved’s mirror be!

May no thought in my mind except human sympathy be!

Tu Agar Zehmat-Kash-e-Hangama-e-Alam Nahin

Ye Fazilat Ka Nishan Ae Naiyyar-e-Azam Nahin

If you cannot endure the hardships of the tumultuous world

O the Great Luminary that is not the mark of greatness!

Apne Husn-e-Alam Aara Se Jot U Mehram Nahin

Humsar-e-Yak Zarra-e-Khak-e-Dar-e-Adam Nahin

As you are not aware of your world‐decorating beauty

You cannot be equal to a speck of dust at the Man’s door!

Noor-e-Masjood-e-Malak Garam Tamasha Hi Raha

Aur Tu Minnat Pazeer-e-Subah-e-Farda Hi Raha

The light of Man eager for the Spectacle ever remained

And you obligated to the tomorrow’s morning ever remained

Arzoo Noor-e-Haqiqat Ki Humare Dil Mein Hai

Laila-e-Zauq-e-Talab Ka Ghar Issi Mehmil Mein Hai

Longing for the Light of the Truth is only in our hearts

Abode of Lailah of desire for search is only in this litter

Kis Qadar Lazzat Kushood-e-Aqdah-e-Mushkil Mein Hai

Lutf-e-Sad Hasil  Humari Saee-e-Behasil Mein Hai

Opening of the difficult knot, Oh what a pleasure it is!

The pleasure of universal gain in our endless effort is!

Dard-e-Istafhaam Se Waqif Tera Pehlu Nahin

Justujoo-e-Raaz-e-Qudrat Ka Shanasa To Nahin

Your bosom is unacquainted with the pain of investigation

You are not familiar with searching of the secrets of Nature

(Bang-e-Dra-019) Aik Arzoo

Aik Arzoo

A Longing

Dunya Ki Mehfilon Se Ukta Gya Hun Ya Rab!

Kya Lutf Anjuman Ka Jab Dil Hi Bujh Gya Ho

O Lord! I have become weary of human assemblages!

When the heart is sad no pleasure in assemblages can be

Sourish Se Bhagta Hun, Dil Dhoondta Hai Mera

Aesa Sukoot Jis Par Taqreer Bhi Fida Ho

I seek escape from tumult, my heart desires

The silence which speech may ardently love!

Merta Hon Khamashi Par, Ye Arzoo Hai Meri

Daman Mein Koh K Ek Chota Sa Jhonpara Ho

I vehemently desire silence, I strongly long that

A small hut in the mountain’s side may there be

Azad Fikr Se Hon, Uzlat Mein Din Guzaron

Dunya Ke Gham Ka Dil Se Kanta Nikl Gya Ho

Freed from worry I may live in retirement

Freed from the cares of the world I may be

Lazzat Surood Ki Ho Chiryon Ke Chehchon Mein

Chashme Ki Shourishon Mein Baja Sa Baj Raha Ho

Birds’ chirping may give the pleasure of the lyre

In the spring’s noise may the orchestra’s melody be

Gul Ki Kali Chatak Kar Paigham De Kisi Ka

Saghir Zara Sa Goya Mujh Ko Jahan Numa Ho

The flower bud bursting may give God’s message to me

Showing the whole world to me this small wine‐cup may be

Ho Hath Ka Sarhana, Sabze Ka Ho Bichona

Sharmaye Jis Se Jalwat,  Khalwat Mein Woh Ada Hi

My arm may be my pillow, and the green grass my bed be

Putting the congregation to shame my solitude’s quality be

Manoos Iss Qadar Soorat Se Meri Bulbul

Nanhe Se Dil Mein Uss Ke Khatka Na Kuch Mera Ho

The nightingale be so familiar with my face that

Her little heart harboring no fear from me may be

Sift Bandhe Dono Janib Boote Hare Hare Hon

Nadi Ka Saaf Pani Tasveer Le Raha Ho

Avenues of green trees standing on both sides be

The spring’s clear water providing a beautiful picture be

Ho Dil Faraib Aesa Kuhsar Ka Nazara

Pani Bhi Mouj Ban Kar, Uth Uth Ke Dekhta Ho

The view of the mountain range may be so beautiful

To see it the waves of water again and again rising be

Aghosh Mein Zameen Ki Soya Huwa Ho Sabza

Phir Phir Ke Jhariyon Mein Pani Chamak Raha Ho

The verdure may be asleep in the lap of the earth

Water running through the bushes may glistening be

Pani Ko Chu Rahi Rahi Ho Jhuk Jhuk Ke Gul Ki Tehni

Jaise Haseen Koi Aaeena Dekhta Ho

Again and again the flowered boughs touching the water be

As if some beauty looking at itself in mirror be

Mehndi Lage Suraj Jab Sham Ki Dulhan Ko

Surkhi Liye Sunehri Har Phool Ki Qaba Ho

When the sun apply myrtle to the evening’s bride

The tunic of every flower may pinkish golden be

Raton Ko Chalne Wale Reh Jaen Thak Ke Jis Dam

Umeed Un Ki Mera Toota Huwa Diya Ho

When night’s travelers falter behind with fatigue

Their only hope my broken earthenware lamp may be

Bijli Chamak Ke Un Ko Kutiya Meri Dikha De

Jab Asman Pe Har Soo  Badal Ghira Huwa Ho

May the lightning lead them to my hut

When clouds hovering over the whole sky be.

Pichle Pehr Ki Koeel, Woh Subah Ki Mouzan

Main Uss Ka Hamnawa Hun, Woh Meri Humnawa Ho

The early dawn’s cuckoo, that morning’s mu’adhdhin

May my confidante he be, and may his confidante I be

Kanon Pe Ho Na Mere Dair-o-Haram Ka Ehsan

Rozan Hi Jhonpari Ka Mujh Ko Sehr Numa Ho

May I not be obligated to the temple or to the mosque

May the hut’s hole alone herald of morning’s arrival be

Phoolon Ko Aye Jis Dam Shabnam Wazoo Karne

Rona Mera Wazoo Ho, Nala Meri Dua Ho

When the dew may come to perform the flowers’ ablution

May wailing my supplication, weeping my ablution be

Iss Khamashi Mein Jaen Itne Buland Naale

Taron Ke Qafle Ko Meri Sada Dra Ho

In this silence may my heart’s wailing rise so high

That for stars’ caravan the clarion’s call my wailing be

Har Dardmand Dil Ko Rona Mera Rula De

Behosh Jo Pare Hain, Shaid Inhain Jaga De

May every compassionate heart weeping with me be

Perhaps it may awaken those who may unconscious be

(Bang-e-Dra-018) Shama

Shama

The Candle

Bazm-e-Jahan Mein Main Bhi Hun Ae Shama! Dardmand

Faryad Dar Gira Sift-e-Dana-e-Sapand

O Candle! I am also an afflicted person in the world assembly

Constant complaint is my lot in the manner of the rue

Di Ishq Ne Hararat-e-Souz-e-Duron Tujhe

Aur Gul Farosh-e-Ashak-e-Shafaq-Goon Kiya Mujhe

Love gave the warmth of internal pathos to you

It made me the florist selling blood‐mixed tears

Ho Shama-e-Bazm-e-Aysh Ke Shama-e-Mazar Tu

Har Haal Ashak-e-Gham Se Rahi Humkinar Tu

Whether you be the candle of a celebrating assembly or one at the grave

In every condition associated with the tears of sorrow you remain

Yak Been Teri  Nazar Sift-e-Ashiqan-e-Raaz

Meri Nigah Maya-e-Ashob-e-Imtiaz

Your eye views all with equity like the Secret’s Lovers

My eye is the pride of the tumult of discrimination

Kaabe Mein, Bukade Mein Hai Yaksaan Teri Zia

Main Imtiaz-e-Dair-o-Haram Mein Phansa Huwa

Your illumination is alike in the Ka’bah and the temple

I am entangled in the temple and the Haram’s discrimination

Hai Shan Aah Ki Tere Dood-e-Siyah Mein

Poshida Koi Dil Hai Teri Jalwagah Mein?

Your black smoke contains the sigh’s elegance

Is some heart hidden in the place of your manifestation?

Jalti Hai Tu Ke Barq-e-Tajalli Se Door Hai

Be-Dard Tere Souz Ko Samjhe Ke Noor Hai

You burn with pathos due to distance from Tajalli’s Light

Your pathos the callous ones consider your light

Tu Jal Rahi Hai Aur Tujhe Kuch Khabar Nahin

Beena Hai Aur Souz-e-Darun Par Nazar Nahin

Though you are burning you are unaware of it all

You see but do not encompass the internal pathos

Main Josh-e-Iztirab Se Seemabdar Bhi

Agah-e-Iztirab-e-Dil-e-Beqarar Bhi

I quiver like mercury with the excitement of vexation

As well I am aware of vexations of the restless heart

Tha Ye Bhi Koi Naaz Kisi Be Niaz Ka

Ehsas De Diya Mujhe Apne Gudaz Ka

This was also the elegance of some Beloved

Which gave me perception of my own pathos

Ye Aghi Meri Mujhe Rakhti Hai Be-Qarar

Khawabida Iss Sharar Mein Hain Atish Kade Hazar

This cognition of mine keeps me restless

Innumerable fire temples are asleep in this spark

Ye Imtiaz-e-Riffat-o-Pasti Issi Se Hai

Gul Mein Mehak, Sharab Mein Masti Issi Se Hai

Discrimination between high and low is created by this alone!

Fragrance in flower, ecstasy in wine is created by this alone!

Bustan-o-Bulbul-o-Gul-o-Bu Hai Ye Aghi

Asal-e-Kashakash-e-Man-o-Tu Hai Ye Aghi

Garden, nightingale, flower, fragrance this Cognition is

Root of the struggle of ‘I and you’ this Cognition is

Subah-e-Azal Jo Husn Huwa Dilstan-e-Ishq

Awaz-e-‘KUN’ Huwi Tapish Amoz-e-Jaan-e-Ishq

At creation’s dawn as Beauty became the abode of Love

The sound of “Kun” taught warmth to the spirit of Love

Ye Hukm Tha Ke Gulshan-e-‘KUN’ Ki Bahar Dekh

Aik Ankh Le Ke Khawab-e-Pareshan Hazar Dekh

The command came Beauty of Kun’s garden to witness

With one eye a thousand dreadful dreams to witness

Mujh Se Khabar Na Puch Hijab-e-Wujood Ki

Sham-e-Firaq Subah Thi Meri Namood Ki

Do not ask me of the nature of the veil of being

The eve of separation was the dawn of my being

Woh Din Gye Ke Qaid Se Main Ashna Na Tha

Ziab-e-Darakht-e-Toor Mera Ashiyana Tha

Gone are the days when unaware of imprisonment I was

That my abode the adornment of the tree of Tur was

Qaidi Hun Aur Qafas Ko Chaman Janta Hun Main

Ghurbat Ke Ghamkade Ko Watan Janta Hun Main

I am a prisoner but consider the cage to be a garden

This exile’s hovel of sorrow I consider the homeland

Yaad-e-Watan Fasurdagi-e-Be-Sabab Bani

Shauq-e-Nazar Kabhi, Kabhi Zauq-e-Talab Bani

Memories of the homeland a needless melancholy became

Now the desire for sight, now Longing for search became

Ae Shama! Intihaye Faraib-e-Khiyal Dekh

Masjood-e-Sakinan-e-Falak Ka Maal Dekh

O Candle! Look at the excessive illusion of thought

Look at the end of the one worshipped by celestial denizens

Mazmoon Firaaq Ka Hun, Sureya Nishan Hun Main

Ahang-e-Taba-e-Nazim-e-Kaun-o-Makan Hun Main

Theme of separation I am, the exalted one I am

Design of the Will of the Universe’s Lord I am

Bandha Mujhe Jo Uss Ne To Chahi Meri Namood

Tehreeh Kar Diya Sir-e-Diwan-e-Hast-o-Bood

He desired my display as He designed me

When at the head of Existence’ Divan He wrote me

Gohar Ko Musht-e-Khak Mein Rehna Pasand Hai

Bandish Agarche Sust Hai, Mazmoon Buland Hai

The pearl likes living in a handful of dust

Style may be dull the subject is excellent

Chashm-e-Ghalat Nigar Ka Ye Sara Qasoor Hai

Alam-e-Zahoor-e-Jalwa-e-Zauq-e-Shaur Hai

Not seeing it rightly is the fault of shortsighted perception

The universe is the show of effulgence of taste for Cognizance

Ye Silsila Zaman-o-Makan Ka, Kumand Hai

Tauq-e-Gulooye Husn-e-Tamasha Pasand Hai

This network of time and space is the scaling ladder of the Universe

It is the necklace of the neck of Eternal Beauty

Manzil Ka Ishtiaq Hai, Gum Karda Rah Hun

Ae Shama! Main Aseer-e-Faraib-e-Nigah Hun

I have lost the way, Longing for the goal I am

O Candle! Captive of perception’s illusion I am

Sayyad App, Halqa-e-Daam-e-Sitam Bhi App

Baam-e-Haram Bhi, Taeer-e-Baam-e-Haram Bhi App!

I am the hunter as well as the circle of tyranny’s net!

I am the Haram’s roof as well as the bird on Haram’s roof

Main Husn Ke Ishq-e-Sarapa Gudaz Hun

Khulta Nahin Ke Naaz Hun Main Ya Niaz Hun

Am I the Beauty or head to foot the melting love am I?

It is not clear whether the beloved or the Lover am I?

Haan, Ashnaye Lab Ho Na Raaz-e-Kuhan Kahin

Phir Chir Na Jaye Qissa-e-Daar-o-Rasan Kahin

I am afraid the old secret may come up to my lips again

Lest story of suffering on the Cross may come up again.