(Bang-e-Dra-096) Goristan-e-Shahi
The Royal Cemetery
Kuch Mukddar Sa Jabeen-e-Mah Ka Aaeena Hai
The sky is clothed in the cloud’s old tattered robe
The mirror of moon’s forehead is somewhat gloomy
Subah-e-Sadiq So Rahi Hai Raat Ki Aghosh Mein
The moon light is pale in this silent panorama
The dawn is sleeping in the lap of the night
Barbat-e-Qudrat Ki Dheemi Si Nawa Hai Khamashi
How astonishing is silence of the trees
This silence is the soft tune of Nature’s harp
Aur Khamoshi Lab-e-Hasti Pe Aah-e-Sard Hai
The heart of every speck of the universe is pathos embodied
And the silence is a sad sigh on the lips of existence
Dosh Par Apne Uthaye Saikron Sadiyon Ka Bar
Ah! That fort, that universal mustering ground
Is carrying millennia’s weight on its shoulders
Ye Khamoshi Iss Ke Hangamon Ka Goristan Hai
Was full of life at one time, now is desolate
This silence is the cemetery of its past elegance
Koh Ke Sar Par Missal-e-Pasban Istada Hai
It is the lover of the remains of its old denizens
It is standing on the mountain top like a sentinel
Naazar-e-Alam Hai Najam-e-Sabz Faam-e-Asman
There from the cloud’s window above the sky’s roof
That young green star is viewing the universe
Dastan Nakami-e-Insan Ki Hai Azbar Isse
The earth’s vast expanse is a mere child’s play to it
The story of Man’s failure is known to it by heart
Asman Se Inqalabon Ka Tamasha Dekhta
This traveler is going to his destination since eternity
Seeing revolutions’ spectacles from the sky’s seclusion
Fateha Khawani Ko Ye Thehra Hai Dam Bhar Ke Liye
Though quiescence of the star is not possible in the universe
It has stopped momentarily for saying prayer for the dead
Saikron Khoon Gashta Tehzeebon Ka Madfan Hai Zameen
This earth is full of flowers of life’s variegations
This earth is the cemetery of many destroyed civilizations
Dida-e-Ibrat! Kharaaj-e-Ashak-e-Gulgoon Kar Ada
This grief‐stricken stage is the resting place of kings
O admonished eye! Pay the tribute of rosy tears
Aah! Ek Bargashta Qismat Qoum Ka Sarmaya Hai
Though a mere cemetery, this dust ranks with the sky
Ah! this is the wealth of an unfortunate nation!
Junbish-e-Mazgan Se Hai Chashm-e-Tamasha Ko Hazr
So astounding is the grandeur of mausoleums
That the spectator’s eye evades even winking
Jo Uter Sakti Nahin Aaeena-e-Tehreer Mein
Such an expression of failure is in this picture
Which is impossible to reflect in description’s mirror
Muztarib Rakhti Thi Jin Ko Arzu-e-Na-Saboor
Far from the habitations’ crowds are sleeping
Those who were restless with unfulfilled Longings
Jin Ke Darwazon Pe Rehta Tha Jabeen-Gastar Falak
The grave’s darkness holds the brilliance of those suns
At whose thresholds the sky used to remain prostrating
Jin Ki Tadbeer-e-Jahan Bani Se Darta Tha Zawal
Is this the end of these emperors’ magnificence?
Whose diplomatic policies knew no decline
Tal Nahin Sakti Ghaneem-e-Mout Ki Yorish Kabhi
Be it the grandeur of Qaisar or Faghfur’s sway
The foe of death’s assault cannot be turned away
Jadah-e-Azmat Ki Goya Akhri Manzil Hai Gaur
The result of kings’ life‐efforts also is the grave
The last stage on path of magnificence is the grave
Dard Mandan-e-Jahan Ka Nala-e-Shabgeer Kya
Neither the happy assembly’s commotion nor the genius’ talk
Not even the wailing people’s whole night’s compassion!
Khoon Ko Garmane Wala Nara-e-Takbeer Kya
Neither the tumult of the sword in the battle!
Nor the cry of blood warming Takbir!
Seena-e-Weeran Mein Jaan-e-Rafta Aa Sakti Nahin
No call can wake up those who are sleeping
No life can return to the desolate breast
Koocha Gard-e-Ne Huwa Jis Dam Nafas, Faryad Hai
The soul in the handful of dust is enduring injustice
When breath enters non‐existence’ flute it is a mere complaint
Shakh Par Baitha, Koi Dam Chehchaya, Urh Gya
Human life resembles the sweet singing bird, which
Sat on the branch a while, chirped, flew away
Zindagi Ki Shakh Se Phoote, Khile, Murjha Gye
Ah! For what purpose did we come in the world, for what purpose did we go away!
Sprouted from the life’s branch, blossomed, faded away
Iss Sitam-Gar Ka Sitam Insaf Ki Tasveer Hai
Death is interpretation of the dream of the king and the poor alike
This atrocious one’s terror is the picture of justice
Aur Iss Darye Be Payan Ki Moujain Hain Mazar
The stream of life is a boundless ocean
And the grave is a wave of this boundless ocean
Ye Sharare Ka Tabassum, Ye Khs-e-Atish Sawar
O ambition! Shed tears of blood as this life is unreliable
It is the smile of the spark, it is the flammable straw
Pehnaye Seemabi Qaba Mehv-e-Kharaam-e-Naz Hai
This moon which is a miracle of the Lord of the universe
Clad in the robe of gold is slowly and proudly strolling
Bekasi Iss Ki Koi Dekhe Zara Waqt-e-Sehar
But in the frightening vastness of the starless sky
Its helplessness is worth watching at time of dawn
Akhri Ansu Tapak Jane Mein Hi Jis Ki Fana
What was the moon is a mere piece of cloud
Whose destruction is in the last tear drop
Ranghaye-e-Rafta Ki Tasveer Hai Un Ki Bahar
Similarly unpredictable is the life of nations
Their glory is a picture of the happy times gone by
Reh Nahin Sakti Abad Tak Bar-e-Dosh-e-Rozgar
In this world no nation however prestigious it may be
Can continue its existence till the end of time
Dekhta Be-Itnayi Se Hai Ye Manzar Jahan
So much accustomed to nations’ destruction is the universe
That it watches this scene with indifference
Zauq-e-Jiddat Se Hai Tarkeeb-e-Mazaj-e-Rozgar
Nothing stays the same without change
The universe’ nature is made of change
Madar-e-Geeti Rahi Aabastan-e-Aqwam-e-Nau
The beauty of world’s jewel is in ever changing names
The mother earth has always remained expecting new nations!
Chashm-e-Koh-e-Noor Ne Dekhe Hain Kitne Tajwar
This highway is acquainted with thousands of caravans
Kohinur’s eye is familiar with innumerable kings
Daftar-e-Hasti Mein In Ki Dastan Takbhi Nahin
Egypt and Babylon are annihilated, not a mark remains
The roll of existence does not have even their names
Azmat-e-Yunan-o-Ruma Loot Li Ayyam Ne
The evening of death has overpowered the sun of Iran
Time has robbed the grandeur of Greece and Rome
Asman Se Abar-e-Aazari Utha, Barsa, Gya
Ah! The Muslim also from the world similarly departed
The azure cloud appeared over the horizon, rained and departed
Koi Suraj Ki Kiran Shabnam Mein Hai Uljhi Huwi
The rose petal’s vein is a string of pearls with dawn’s tears
Some ray of the sun is enmeshed in the dew
Kis Qadar Pyara Lab-e-Joo Mehr Ka Nazzara Hai
The river’s breast is the cradle for sun’s rays
How beautiful is the sun’s sight at the river bank!
Ghuncha-e-Gul Ke Liye Bad-e-Bahar Aaeena Hai
Juniper is busy in beautifying, river is the mirror
For the flower bud spring breeze is the mirror
Chashm-e-Insan Se Nihan, Patton Ke Uzlat Khane Mein
The cuckoo remains calling from the garden’s nest
Remains hidden from the human eye in the leaves’ privacy
Jis Ke Dam Se Zinda Hai Goya Hawaye Gulistan
And the nightingale, the flowery singer of the garden
By whose presence is alive the glory of the garden
Khama-e-Qudrat Ki Kaisi Shoukh Ye Tehreer Hai
Is a living picture of the commotion of Love
How beautiful is this picture from Nature’s pen!
Wadi-e-Kuhsar Mein Na’are Shaban Zadon Ke Hain
In the garden the roses silent assemblies are holding
The shepherd boys’ shouts in the valley are echoing
Mout Mein Bhi Zindagaani Ki Tarap Mastoor Hai
This old world is so full of life
That in death also is hidden the zest of life
Dast-e-Tifl-e-Khufta Se Rangeen Khilone Jis Tarah
The petals fall in autumn in the same way
As toys fall from the sleeping infant’s hand
Aik Gham, Yani Gham-e-Millat Hamesha Taza Hai
In this cheerful world though luxury is limitless
One grief, that is grief of the Millat is always fresh
Apne Shahon Ko Ye Ummat Bhoolne Wali Nahin
Memories of the age gone by are still fresh in our heart
This Ummah cannot erase its kings’ memories form its heart
Girya-e-Peham Se Beena Hai Humari Chasm-e-Tar
These desolate mansions are excuses for shedding tears
Insight has developed in the eye with continuous tears
Akhri Badal Hain Ek Guzre Huwe Toofan Ke Hum
We give to the world the pearls of the weeping eye
We are the remaining clouds of a storm gone by
Barq Abhi Baqi Hai Iss Ke Seena-e-Khamosh Mein
There are hundreds of pearls in this cloud’s breast
Thunder still lurks in this cloud’s silent breast
Khawab Se Umeed-e-Dehqan Ko Jaga Sakta Hai Ye
It can change the dry wilderness to a flowery vale
It can change the farmer’s hope from slumber to awakening
Hai Magar Baqi Abhi Shan-e-Jamali Ka Zahoor
The manifestation of this nation’s majesty has passed
But the manifestation of its beauty has not yet passed
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