Moth And Candle
Ye Jaan-e-Be-Qarar Hai Tujh Par Nisar Kyun
Why is the moth your lover, O flame,
Giving life in a yielding move?
Adab-e-Ishq Tu Ne Sikhaye Hain Kya Isse?
You make its ways the quicksilver’s ways.
You taught it, what rites of love?
Phoonka Huwa Hai Kya Teri Barq-e-Nigah Ka?
The creature circles around your flare.
How burnt in your flash of sight!
Shaole Mein Tere Zindagi-e-Javidan Hai Kya?
Does it know life’s peace in the throes of death?
Life endures in your ardour bright?
Iss Tafta Dil Ka Nakhle-e-Tamana Hara Na Ho
Had your lustre not been in the world’s house of woe
The tree of hot love had not been green.
Nanhe Se Dil Mein Lazzat-e-Souz-o-Gudaz Hai
Moth sinks before you making its prayer,
Frail heart to feel scorching keen.
Chota Sa Toor Tu, Ye Zara Sa Kaleem Hai
It must throb like one loving the beauty of old:
Small prophet! small mountain of fire!
Keera Zara Sa, Aur Tamanaye Roshni!
The moth with its urge to envisage the flame!
Poor worm, with its light’s desire!