Ghazal
Aa Mil Yaar
This ghazal explores the conflict between love and belief. The poet argues that true love is independent of caste or religion, questioning the superficial rituals and deceptions of society. It highlights the complexity of the human heart and the search for genuine truth.
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Ander khawab vchora hoya, Khabar na payndi teri
Soni ban wich luti saiyaan, Soor palang ney gheyri
In the dream's depth, my beloved is lost, I cannot find you.
In the dream's depth, my beloved is lost, I cannot find you.
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Mullan Qazi rah batawaan, Deen dharam dey pherey
Aye taan thag jugat dey jhaar, lawaanjaal chufereey
O Mullan Qazi, you are a deceiver, who gives the pretense of religion and faith,
You are a cunning trickster who throws a net of falsehoods.
O Mullan Qazi, you who show the way, giving the pretense of religion and faith; you are a deceiver who throws a net of falsehoods.
3
Karam sharo dey dharam batawan, Sangal pawan pereen
Zaat mazhab yeh ishq na pochdaa, Ishq shara da weri
The action may be bad, but the path of righteousness is shown; the nature and religion are not questioned by this love, for love is the enemy of all.
The action will show the righteousness; the forest wind passes. This love does not question caste or religion, for love is the enemy of all.
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Nadioon paar aye mulk sajan da, lehar lobh ney gheri
Satgor beri perhi khalotey, ten kion lai aweri
Having crossed the river, O beloved land, your waves are not deep; why do you come here, adorned with the garment of longing?
Having crossed the river, O beloved land, your waves are not deep; why do you come here, adorned with the garment of longing?
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Bulleh Shah sho tenoon milsi. Dil noo dey dileyri
Pritam pass tey tolna kis noon? bhlioon shaker dopheri
Bulleh Shah, your body is a mystery; your heart, a constant struggle.
To measure the Beloved's proximity with the scales of love, it is like the passing of a cloud on a summer afternoon.
Bulleh Shah, your body is a mystery; your heart, a constant struggle. To measure the Beloved's proximity with the scales of love, it is like the passing of a cloud on a summer afternoon.
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