Being human

Manzar ek bulandi per aur hum bana leteh arsh se idhar hota kaash ke makan apna
“Dame har maoj me hai , halqah – e sadkame nihang dekhe kya guzre hai qatre pe , guhar hone tak .” “For I would be the drop that turns into a pearl but the dangers all around with crocodiles ferocious with open jaws.”
“Guncha phir laga khilne , aaj kiya hua dekha , gum Kiya hua Paya” The spring has come again and all around. Again the flowers have taken bloom I too have found my heart lost and stained with blood.
Hum muvahhid hai , hamara kes hai tarke rusum , millateh jab mit gayi ajza -e-ima ho gayi He is one above all rituals above all dogma above all customs it is only where these paths cease does true faith begin.
Phir is andaz se bahar ai , ki hue mehr-o-mah tamasai Into spectators have turned the moon and the sun for spring has come again with glory and all splendor!
Mujhko dayare gair me mara vatan se dur , rakh li mere khuda neh , meri bekasi ki sharmoh For a death In a foreign land Far from a country that’s my own. And so has god saved me from disgrace of my own helplessness!