Wiche Haji Wiche Nimazi - Bulleh Shah Punjabi Poetry.
Translated into Roman Punjabi:
Wiche Haji Wiche Nimazi
Wiche Chor Uchaka
Ni Main Kamli Aan
Haji Log Makke No Janday
Asi Jana Takht Hazare
Jithe Dil Yaar Uthe Dil Kaaba
Kadain Phol Kitaban Chare
Ni Main Kamli Aan
English Translation
The pilgrims go t Mecca
My Mecca is my lover Ranjha
I am crazy indeed.
To Ranjha I am betrothed
My father is severely distraught
I am crazy indeed.
They go to Mecca to atone
I’ve many a Mecca in my home
I am crazy indeed.
Here live pilgrims and priests
Along with lumpen’s and thieves
I am crazy indeed.
The pilgrims go to Mecca.
My Kaaba is Takht Hazara
I am crazy indeed.
Mecca is there where lives my love
I’ve referred to the four books from above
I am crazy indeed.
Sir Te Topi Te Niyat Khoti - Bulleh Shah Punjabi Shayari.
Translated With Roman Urdu:
Sir Te Topi Te Niyat Khoti
Lena Ki Sir Topi Dhar Ke
Tasbeeh Phri Par Dil Na Phiria
Lena Ki Tasbeeh Hath Pharh Ke
Chille Kitay Par Rab Na Milya
Lena Ki Chilian Wich War Ke
Bulleh Shah Jag Bina Doodh Nai Jamda
Pawain Lal Hovay Karh Karh Ke
Poet: Bulleh Shah
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Charday Suraj Dhalday Waikhay -Bulleh Shah Punjabi Poetry.
Translated With Roman Urdu:
Charday Suraj Dhalday Waikhay
Bhuje Deway Balde Waikhay
Heray Da Koi Mal Na Taray
Khotay Sikay Chalday Waikhay
Jina Da na Jag Te Koi
Aovi Putar Palde Waikhay
Aodi Rehmat De Nal
Banday Pani Utay Chalde Waikhay
Loki Kehnday Dal Nai Galdi
Main Te Pathar Galde Waikhay
Poet: Bulleh Shah
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Parh parh ilm hazaar kitaabaN -Bulleh Shah Punjabi Poetry.
Translated Into Roman Urdu
Parh parh ilm hazaar kitaabaN
kadi apne aap nu parhya nahin
Jaa jaa wardey mandar maseeti
kadi mann apne wich wareya nahin
Anven larda shaitaan de naal bandeya
kadi nafs apne naal larya nahin
Aakhe peer Bulleh Shah aasmani pharna aeN
jehra man wich wasda unhoN pharya nahin
AssaN ishq namaaz jadoN neeti Ae
TaduN bhul gaye mandar maseeti Ae
Mullah ChoR de ilm kitaabaN da
AnveN chaaya ee baar azaabaN da
Wuzu ker le shouq sharaabaN da
TeyDi andar baahar paleeti Ae
Naal kusangi sang na kariye kul nu laaj na laiye hoo
Tumbe tarbooz mool na hunde toRey toR makkah le jaiye hoo
KaaNvaN de bache hans na honde toRey moti chog chugaiye hoo
koRey khoo na mithey hunde Bahu toRey sou mann khanD da paiye hoo
TaiKuN kaabe de wich payaa noor dissey
SaDey butt khane wich huzoor wassey
SakuN naiRey, taikuN duur wassey
TeyDi neeyat wich bad-neeti Ae
TusaaN uchey tussa diN zaat uchi tusaa uch sheher de rehen wale
AsaaN kasoori sadi zaat kasoori AsaaN sheher kasoor de rehen wale
Bulleh nach key yaar manaya Ae
Saraa dil da kufr ganwaaya Ae
Apne dil da maqsad paaya Ae
JadoN nazar Enaayat keeti Ae
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Ek Nukte Wich Gal -- Bulleh Shah Punjabi Poetry with English Translation.
Translated In English
It’s all in One contained.
Understand the One and forge the rest.
Shake off your ways of an apostate pest
Leading to the grave to hell and to torture
Rid your mind of dreams of disaster
This is how is the argument maintained
It’s all in One contained.
What use is it bowing one’s head?
To what avail has prostrating led?
Reading Kalma you make them laugh
Absorbing not a word while the Quran you quaff
The truth must be here and there sustained
It’s all in One contained.
Some retire to the jungles in vain
Others restrict their meals to a grain
Misled they waste away unfed
And come back home half-alive, half-dead
Emaciated in the ascetic postures feigned
It’s all in One contained
Seek your master, say your prayers and
surrender to God.
It will lead you to mystic abandon
And help you to get attuned to the Lord
It’s the truth that Bulleh has gained
It’s all in One contained
Moun Aye Baat Na Rehndi -- Bulleh Shah Punjabi Poetry. (Translated In English)
Translated In English
I must utter what comes to my lips.
Speaking the truth creates chaos.
Telling a lie saves one scarce.
I am afraid of both these.
Afraid I am both here and there.
I must utter what comes to my lips.
He who has this secret known.
He must peep into his own
Lives He in the shrine of peace
Where there are no ups and downs
I must utter what comes to my lips.
It is indeed a slippery park.
I take precautions in the dark
De inside and see for yourself
Why this wild search afar?
I must utter what comes to my lips.
It is a matter of good form
A norm to which we all conform
It’s God in every soul you see
If he is in me why not in you?
I must utter what comes to my lips.
(Says Bulleh) the master is not far from me
Without him there none could be
That explains the suffering and pain
But mine is not the eye to see
I must say what comes to my lips.
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