Kalaam-e-Goya : Bhai Nand Lal - Institute of Sikh Studies

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qUM aKIr vyK ilaf ik Aus rWb dy ZuMzfAU ny rWb df hI rfh PiVaf[
{smJo} ies bhu-mulI afXU df nPf Aus ny prfpq kr ilaf [(1)
koeI bMdf vI qyrI jLulP dy Gyry qoN bfhr nhIN[
myry vI dIvfny idl nUM eyhI sudf ho igaf hY[ (2)
jd dI Aus dy suMdr kWd ny sfzIafN aWKfN ivc QfN bxfeI hY,
qd qoN Aus qurdy iPrdy srU qoN isvfiey sfzIafN ingfhfN ivc
koeI hor nhIN jcdf! (3)
lYlf dI AUTxI dy gl peI tWlI dI afvfjL sux ky myrf idl
sudfeI ho igaf,
Auh mjnU vfNg msq ho igaf aqy jMgl bIafbfn nUM inkl
igaf[ (4)
jdoN qoN Aus dI pRIq kQf myry idl ivc af itkI hY,
mYnUM isvfey Aus sWcI Xfd qoN hor kuJ cMgf nhIN lgdf[ (5)
sfzI moqI-vrsfAux vflI aWK ny posq dy PuWl vrgy afbdfr
moqI rK ley,
qfN jo qUM iek iCn leI afvyN,aqy Auh qyry isr qoN vfr ky sWuty
jfx[ (6)
aj myrI jfn dovfN aWKfN rfhIN bfhr af rhI hY,
pr r Aus dy dIdfr dI vfrI qfN ikafmq dy idn qy jf peI[ (7)
myrI jIB Aupr rWb dI isPq qoN ibnfN kdy hor koeI cIjL nhIN
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aKLIr goXf dy idl ny ies Aumr df nLPf Kt ilaf[ (8)(13)
Ghazal Thirteen
Behold, at last the explorer of Divine Name took the way to the Godly
domain,
And has earned the profit out of this precious long life.(1)
No human is outside the span of your sable tresses,
And even my devout mind is affected and is going crazy.(2)
Now, when her elevated stature has created place in our vision,
Nothing, except that strolling cypress tree, flatters our discernment.(3)
The (tolling of the bell in the neck of the) she-camel of Laila has excited
my mind,
Which has got self-absorbed like Majnu and is proceeding to the
wilderness.(4)
Nothing suits me since the time her love story captured my heart,
And nothing appeases me except the true tale of her love.(5)
If you come for a moment I will present the pious gift,
Which our pearly eyes has preserved like the lively flowers of the
poppies.(6)
Today, my life is springing out of both my eyes, as the chances Of her
glimpse have vanished till the day of judgement.(7)
Except the remembrance of God, nothing comes on tongue.
At last, Goya’s heart has earned the profit out of his living.(8)(13)