Jo Baat Mard-e-Qalandar Ki Bargah Mein Hai
A monarch’s pomp and mighty arms can never give such glee,
As can be felt in presence of a Qalandar bold and free.
Ye Nukta Woh Hai Ke Poshida LA ILAHA Mein Hai
The world is like an idol house, God’s Friend, a person free:
No doubt, this subtle point is hid In words, No god but He.
Ye Sang-o-Khisht Nahin, Jo Teri Nigah Mein Hai
The world that you with effort make to you belongs alone:
The world of brick and stone you see, You cannot call your own.
Woh Musht-e-Khak Abhi Awargan-e-Rah Mein Hai
The clay‐made man is still among the vagrants on the road,
Though man beyond the moon and stars can find his true abode.
Farang Reh-Guzar-e-Seel-e-Be Panah Mein Hai
This news I have received from those who rule the sea and land,
That Europe lies on course of flood ’Gainst which no one can stand.
Jahan-e-Taza Meri Aah-e-Subahgah Mein Hai
A world there is quite fresh and new in sighs at morn I have:
Your portion seek within its tracts, Thus goal and aim achieve.
Mere Kidu Ko Ghanimat Samajh Ke Bada-e-Naab
Na Madrase Mein Hai, Baqi Na Khanqah Mein Hai
Count my gourd an immense gain, for pure and sparkling wine
No more the seats of learning store nor sells the Sacred Shrine.