🌹 फ़रमान-ए-इश्क़

✍️ Vrihad

आतिशी बाज़ियां दिल करने लगा,
आज फिर आपने जो हमें गुनगुनाया।
महफ़िलों में है रौनक, आपके होने से,
ये सफ़र इतना भी तन्हा न रहा अब।

गुलफ़ाम-ए-मोहब्बत में सजी एक वफ़ा,
आंधी सी चली आज।
लुट गए गुलबांग-ए-मोहब्बत की हँसी उड़ाने वाले,
और हम फ़कीरी में शहज़ादे हो गए।

फ़रमान-ए-इश्क़ की तकीद तलब कर,
महरूमियों में फ़कीरी न बसर हो।
इत्तिला-ए-दिल्लगी-ए-दिल
फिर नाचीज़ न हो।

o thou which burneth

Har Har Mahadev — this, a song for "prasadam"... a few memories from college days.

O thou, which standeth there and lurketh,

And waiteth for the perfect moment—

When I have thee lit, and thou taketh over me,

Thou burneth, and goest straight into my head,

Casting a fog upon all desire,

Blinding me so I cannot see.

O thou, which hasteneth not,

Yet filleth me with pleasures—

A fleeting moment of delight, ever blissful.

Dost thou even know

What thou makest of me?

Thy smog, that resteth within my mind,

Bestoweth a blissful vision—

Astounding, and sinking into the heart

That seeketh not the strength

Thou so quietly stealeth from me.

Thou evil, whom I yet lust for,

Thy temptation groweth each time—

Penetrating, precipitating,

Leaving an unending thirst.

I long for thee more and more,

For thou becomest a standing staff for me.