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Taza Phir Danish-e-Hazir Ne Kiya Sahar-e-Qadeem
بال جبریل (حصہ دوم)

تازہ پھر دانش حاضر نے کيا سحر قديم


تازہ پھر دانش حاضر نے کيا سحر قديم
گزر اس عہد ميں ممکن نہيں بے چوب کليم
عقل عيار ہے ، سو بھيس بنا ليتی ہے
عشق بے چارہ نہ ملا ہے نہ زاہد نہ حکيم
عيش منزل ہے غريبان محبت پہ حرام
سب مسافر ہيں ، بظاہر نظر آتے ہيں مقيم
ہے گراں سير غم راحلہ و زاد سے تو
کوہ و دريا سے گزر سکتے ہيں مانند نسيم
مرد درويش کا سرمايہ ہے آزادی و مرگ
ہے کسی اور کی خاطر يہ نصاب زر و سيم

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Translation

Taza Phir Danish-e-Hazir Ne Kiya Sahar-e-Qadeem
Guzar Iss Ehad Mein Mumkin Nahin Be-Chob-e-Kaleem

Aqal Ayyar Hai, Sau Bhais Bana Leti Hai
Ishq Bechara Na Mullah Hai Na Zahid Na Hakeem!

Aysh-e-Manzil Hai Ghareeban-e-Mohabbat Pe Haram
Sub Musafir Hain, Bazahir Nazar Ate Hain Maqeem

Hai Garan Sair Gham-e-Rahla-o-Zaad Se Tu
Koh-o-Darya Se Guzar Sakte Hain Manind-e-Naseem

Mard-e-Darvaish Ka Sarmaya Hai Azadi-o-Marg
Hai Kisi Aur Ki Khatir Ye Nasaab-e-Zer-o-Seem

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The magic old to life is brought by means of present science and thought:
The path of life cannot be trod without the aid of Moses’ Rod.

The mind is skilful in artful tasks, and can assume a hundred masks:
Poor helpless Love that knows no guise ain’t mullah, hermit or too wise.

Forbid the rest of lodge and bed to those who road of Love do tread:
Like travellers they always roam, though they seem to stay at home.

Concern for journey’s food and steed, Like burden great, retards your speed:
Of this dead weight, if one be free, Like breeze can cross the mount and sea.

No wealth is owned by dervish free, at call of death he yields with glee:
He has not either gold or land, of him no one can tithe demand.

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