Ke Khudi Ke Arifon Ka Hai Maqam Padshahi
The morning breeze has whispered to me a secret,
That those who know their self-hood, are equal to kings.
Jo Rahi Khudi To Shahi, Na Rahi To Roosiyahi
Self-hood is the essence of your life and honor,
You shall rule with it, but without it be in disgrace.
Mujhe Kya Gila Ho Tujh Se, Tu Na Reh Nasheen Na Rahi
You have not led my way, O man of wisdom!
But why, complain? You know not the way.
Woh Gada Ke Jante Hain Rah-o-Rasm-e-Kajkalahi
Fakirs who know the wont and way of kings
Are as yet being trained in my literary circle.
Ke Mujhe To Khush Na Aya Ye Tareeq-e-Khanqahi
Your monastic cult is a strait and narrow path,
Which I like not, but your freedom I respect.
Nahin Muslihat Se Khali Ye Jahan-e-Murg-o-Mahi
This world of inferior prey is meant to sharpen your claws,
You are an eagle‐hunter, but are a novice yet.
Lughat-e-Ghareeb, Jab Tak Tera Dil Na De Gawahi
Whether you are in the East or West, your faith
Is meaningless, unless your heart affirms it.