Shibli And Hali
Diwan-e-Juzw-o-Kul Mein Hai Tera Wujood Fard
One day Iqbal said to the Muslim
“Your existence is unique in the universe
Tehzeeb Tere Qafla Haye Kuhan Ki Gard
The tunes of your old songs are the basis of new knowledge
Civilization is the dust of your old caravans
Nazuk Bohat Hai Aaeena-e-Aabru-e-Mard
Even the zephyr’s current is like stone to it
Very delicate is the mirror of Man’s honor
Karte Hain Charah-e-Sitam-e-Charakh-e-La-Joward
The men of action by discovering the causes of phenomena
Find the cure for the azure‐colored sky’s cruelties
Kyunkar Huwi Khazan Tere Gulshan Se Hum Nabard
Ask them who are the old secret keepers of the garden
How the autumn became engaged in fight with your garden”
Ghamaz Ho Gyi Gham-e-Pinhan Ki Aah-e-Sard
The Muslim became restless with my conversation
The sad sigh became betrayer of the inner sorrow
Auraq Ho Gye Shajar-e-Zindagi Ke Zard
He said “Just look at the autumn’s condition
The leaves of the tree of life have become pale
Sarmaya-e-Gudaz Thi Jin Ki Nawaye Dard
Those garden’s secret keepers became silent
Whose tune of pathos was the means of mellowness
Haali Bhi Ho Gya Sooye Fardous Rah Naward
The garden’s inhabitants were still mourning Shibli
When Hali also became a traveler towards Paradise
Bulbul Che Guft-o-Gul Che Shuneed-o-Saba Che Kard”
“Still he is a fool who is asking the gardener
What did nightingale say, what did rose hear, what did zephyr do?”
Powerful Words!
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