Fasana Haye Karamaat Reh Gye Baqi
To Lover’s glowing fire and flame the mystic order has no claim:
They don’t discourse or talk of aught save wonders by their elders wrought.
Faghan Ke Takht-O-Musalla Kamal-e-Zarraqi
Alas! The throne as well as the mat, alike are full of guile and craft:
Both royal hall and Holy Shrine have lost their essence fine.
Kitab-e-Sufi-O-Mullah Ki Sada Auraqi
The scrolls of Sufis and mullah may put them to shame on Judgment Day
Before the Throne of Judge Supreme for being empty in extreme.
Sama Saka Na Do Alam Mein Mard-e-Afaqi
How can this world or next contain the man not bound to one domain?
The East or West is not his home, Not tied to Syrian Land or Rome.
Khatak Raha Hai Dilon Mein Karishma-e-Saqi
Intoxication due to nightly wine, No doubt, by now, is one decline,
But saki’s glance still pricks the heart, Like a swift and piercing dart.
Ke Zehar Bhi Kabhi Karta Hai Kar-e-Taryaqi
My bitter notes with patience hark, That I utter in this park:
Bear it in mind that passion too oft can work like elixir true.
Woh Shair Jis Mein Ho Bijli Ka Souz-O-Barraqi
More dear and precious song replete with lightning’s dazzling flash and heat
Than coffers full of yellow gold that mighty kings and chiefs do hold.