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kabhī ai haqīqat-e-muntazar nazar aa libās-e-majāz meñ
kabhī ai haqīqat-e-muntazar nazar aa libās-e-majāz meñ ki hazāroñ sajde taḌap rahe haiñ mirī jabīn-e-niyāz meñ
tarab-āshnā-e-ḳharosh ho tū navā hai mahram-e-gosh ho vo sarod kyā ki chhupā huā ho sukūt-e-parda-e-sāz meñ
tū bachā bachā ke na rakh ise tirā aa.ina hai vo aa.ina ki shikasta ho to azīz-tar hai nigāh-e-ā.īna-sāz meñ
dam-e-tauf kirmak-e-sham.a ne ye kahā ki vo asar-e-kuhan na tirī hikāyat-e-soz meñ na mirī hadīs-e-gudāz meñ
na kahīñ jahāñ meñ amaañ milī jo amaañ milī to kahāñ milī mire jurm-e-ḳhāna-ḳharāb ko tire afv-e-banda-navāz meñ
na vo ishq meñ rahīñ garmiyāñ na vo husn meñ rahīñ shoḳhiyāñ na vo ġhaznavī meñ taḌap rahī na vo ḳham hai zulf-e-ayāz maiñ
jo maiñ sar-ba-sajda huā kabhī to zamīñ se aane lagī sadā tirā dil to hai sanam-āshnā tujhe kyā milegā namāz meñ
Sometimes, O awaited truth, show yourself in a disguise For thousands of bows are eager in my humble forehead
Be familiar with the noise of joy, you are a tune known to the ear What is that tune which is hidden in the quiet of the instrument's cover?
Don't keep it safe, your mirror is that mirror Which is more precious when broken in the eye of the mirror-maker
At the moment of the moth's breath, it said that the old effect Is neither in your story of burning nor in my tale of melting
Nowhere in the world was safety found, and if safety was found, where was it? For my crime of destroying the house, in your forgiving, kind pardon
Neither did warmth remain in love, nor did liveliness remain in beauty Neither did the longing remain in Ghaznavi, nor is there a curl in Ayaz's hair
When I bowed down, a voice began to come from the earth Your heart is familiar with idols, what will you get from prayer?