Ghazal No. 43
غزل شمارهٔ 43
Poet: Allama Iqbal
Metre: مفاعلن فعلاتن مفاعلن فعلن (مجتث مثمن مخبون محذوف)
Toggle stanza 1اگرچه زیب سرش افسر و کلاهی نیست
اگرچه زیب سرش افسر و کلاهی نیست
گدای کوی تو کمتر ز پادشاهی نیست
Although he does not wear a crown or diadem, the beggar in Your street is no less than a king.
بخواب رفته جوانان و مرده دل پیران
نصیب سینهٔ کس آه صبحگاهی نیست
The young are sleeping, while the old are dead of heart. There is nobody in whose lot are morning sighs.
به این بهانه بدشت طلب ز پا منشین
که در زمانهٔ ما آشنای راهی نیست
Do not sit down on seekings road on this pretext that in our age there is no one who knows the path.
ز وقت خویش چه غافل نشسته ئی دریاب
زمانه ئی که حسابش ز سال و ماهی نیست
How unconcerned you are about your time! Learn of a time incalculable in terms of months and years.
درین رباط کهن چشم عافیت داری
ترا به کشمکش زندگی نگاهی نیست
In this old inn you look for peace! It seems that you do not know of the struggle for existence.
گناه ما چه نویسند کاتبان عمل
نصیب ما ز جهان تو جز نگاهی نیست
What can the angel-scribes record about our sins? For our lot in Your world was nothing but spectator-ship.
بیا که دامن اقبال را بدست آریم
که او ز خرقه فروشان خانقاهی نیست
Come; let us catch hold of the skirt of Iqbal’s robe, for he is not one of those men who go about in patched-up dresses at saints’ shrines.
Zameen
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Sources
Persian text source: Ganjoor