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یہ صفحہ صرف صداکار هادی روحانی کی دستیاب آڈیوز دکھاتا ہے۔
نظمیں
غزل شمارهٔ 53منم که گوشهٔ میخانه، خانقاهِ من است
Such a one am I that the tavern-corner is the cloister of mine: The prayer from the Pir of Moghan is the morning task of mine.
غزل شمارهٔ 54ز گریه مَردُمِ چشمم نشسته در خون است
From weeping, the pupil of my eye seated in blood is, Behold the state of men in search of Thee, how it is.
غزل شمارهٔ 55خَمِ زلفِ تو دامِ کفر و دین است
The curve of Thy tress is the snare of infidelity and of Faith: This matter is a little from His work-shop.
غزل شمارهٔ 56دل سراپردهٔ محبتِ اوست
The heart is the chamber of love of His: The eye is the mirror-holder of the form of His.
غزل شمارهٔ 57آن سیهچَرده که شیرینیِ عالَم با اوست
This blackish one, all the sweetness of the world is with him. The fair eye, the laughing lip, the joyous heart is with Him.
غزل شمارهٔ 58سرِ ارادتِ ما و آستانِ حضرت دوست
The head of our desire, and the threshold of the Mighty Friend: For, whatever passeth over our head is His will.
غزل شمارهٔ 59دارم امید عاطفتی از جناب دوست
Of a great favor from the threshold of the Friend, hope mine is; A great sin I have done; of His pardon hope mine, is.
غزل شمارهٔ 60آن پیکِ ناموَر که رسید از دیارِ دوست
That envoy, who arrived from the country of the Friend; And brought the amulet of life from the dark writing of the Friend.
غزل شمارهٔ 61صبا اگر گذری اُفتَدَت به کشور دوست
O Breeze! If thy path should chance by the Land of the Friend. Bring a fragrant waft of air from the beperfumed tress of the Friend.
غزل شمارهٔ 62مرحبا ای پیکِ مشتاقان بده پیغامِ دوست
Welcome! O Messenger of the Longing Ones, give the message of the Friend. That, with the essence of pleasure, I may make my soul a sacrifice for the Friend.
غزل شمارهٔ 63رویِ تو کس ندید و هزارت رقیب هست
Thy face, none hath seen; and a thousand watchers are Thine, Still in the rosebud, Thine many a nightingale is.
غزل شمارهٔ 64اگر چه عرض هنر پیشِ یار بیادبیست
Since the presentation of skill before the Beloved disrespect, is The tongue, silent; yet, the mouth full of Arabia is.
غزل شمارهٔ 65خوشتر ز عیش و صحبت و باغ و بهار چیست؟
More pleasant than the pleasure and the enjoyment of the garden and the spring is what? Where is the Said? Say: “The cause of our waiting is what?”
غزل شمارهٔ 66بنال بلبل اگر با مَنَت سرِ یاریست
O nightingale! bewail if, the desire of being a lover with me, thine is. For, we two are, weeping lovers; and our work, weeping is.
غزل شمارهٔ 67یا رب این شمع دلافروز ز کاشانهٔ کیست؟
O Lord! that candle, night-illuminating, from the house of whom is? Our soul hath consumed. Ask ye, saying: “She, the beloved, of whom is?”
غزل شمارهٔ 72راهیست راهِ عِشْق که هیچَش کِنارِه نیست
Love’s path is Path whereof the shore is none: And there, unless they surrender their soul, remedy is none.
غزل شمارهٔ 77بُلْبُلی، بَرگِ گُلی خوشرَنْگ در مِنْقار داشت
A nightingale had a rose-leaf, pleasant of hue in his beak, And, on that leaf and pleasant food, bitter lamentation held.
غزل شمارهٔ 80عِیبِ رِندان مَکُن ای زاهدِ پاکیزهسِرِشت!
O Zahed, pure of nature! censure not the profligates; For, against thee, they will not record another’s crime.
غزل شمارهٔ 178هر که شد مَحرمِ دل در حرمِ یار بِمانْد
Whoever became the confidant of his own heart, in the sacred fold of the Beloved remained: He, who knew not this matter, in ignorance remained.
غزل شمارهٔ 199واعظان کاین جلوه در محراب و منبر میکنند
The admonishers who, in the prayer-arch and the pulpit, grandeur make, When into their chamber they go, that work of another kind they make.