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

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sfirafN dy sIny lUhy pey hn[
dovyN jhfn Aus dy dIdfr leI hYrfn hn, prysfLn hn[(1)
qyrI glI dI DUV nfloN,ijhVI idWb idRsLtI
vfly afrPfN leI
surmf hY,
roNdI hoeI aWK leI hor koeI cMgyrf ielfj nhIN(2)
cMn sUrj rfq idn Aus dI glI dI prkrmf krdy rihMdy hn,
Aus df ieh aihsfn hY ik Auh dohfN jhfnfN nUM rosLnI bKLsLx
Xog bxf idMdI hY[(3)
ijWDr vI mYN vyKdf hfN,Aus dy husn jmfl df jlvf imldf hY[
Aus dI kuMzldfr jLulP dy kfrx jhfn sdf prysLfn aqy sLudfeI
rihMdf hY[(4)
myry aQrUafN nfl Drq df KIsf posq dy PwulfN dy moqIafN nfl
Br igaf hY[
Aus dy muskrfNdy hoey lfl hoTfN dI Xfd nfl goXf mYN qfN sfrf
jhfn sr kr ilaf hY(5)(41)
Ghazal Forty-one
Hearts are kindling and the minds are ablaze,
In predicament, both the domains are yearning for your glimpse.(1)
The dust of your portal, which is a celestial antimony for the pious ones,
Is not comparable by any cure for the tormented visions.(2)
Both, the moon and the sun, revolve around her path,
And it is her beneficence that she equips them to oblige the universe
with brilliance.(3)
Wherever I observe, there prevails the charm of her grace,
And the temporal world remains lured by her curled tresses.(4)
The earthen stratum is laden with my pearly tears,
But still, Goya, I am retaining my grip on the world for the sake of her
vivacious red lips.(5)(41)