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    Lam Yati Nazeerukafee

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    This poem praises the Holy Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) in 4 languages. It expresses longing to be in the presence of the Prophet, describing him with metaphors like the sun and moon. The poem says the Prophet's crown befits ruling the world, and he is acknowledged as king of both worlds. It asks for the Prophet's mercy and rain of blessings to fall, expressing how remembering him causes pain since the poet is apart from Medina, where the Prophet is. The poem closes by saying the style is crude and the poet was compelled to write due to the urging of friends, wishing blessings upon the Prophet and those who follow him.

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    This poem praises the Holy Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) in 4 languages. It expresses longing to be in the presence of the Prophet, describing him with metaphors like the sun and moon. The poem says the Prophet's crown befits ruling the world, and he is acknowledged as king of both worlds. It asks for the Prophet's mercy and rain of blessings to fall, expressing how remembering him causes pain since the poet is apart from Medina, where the Prophet is. The poem closes by saying the style is crude and the poet was compelled to write due to the urging of friends, wishing blessings upon the Prophet and those who follow him.

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    This poem praises the Holy Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) in 4 languages. It expresses longing to be in the presence of the Prophet, describing him with metaphors like the sun and moon. The poem says the Prophet's crown befits ruling the world, and he is acknowledged as king of both worlds. It asks for the Prophet's mercy and rain of blessings to fall, expressing how remembering him causes pain since the poet is apart from Medina, where the Prophet is. The poem closes by saying the style is crude and the poet was compelled to write due to the urging of friends, wishing blessings upon the Prophet and those who follow him.

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    Lam Yati Nazeerukafee

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    This poem praises the Holy Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him) in 4 languages. It expresses longing to be in the presence of the Prophet, describing him with metaphors like the sun and moon. The poem says the Prophet's crown befits ruling the world, and he is acknowledged as king of both worlds. It asks for the Prophet's mercy and rain of blessings to fall, expressing how remembering him causes pain since the poet is apart from Medina, where the Prophet is. The poem closes by saying the style is crude and the poet was compelled to write due to the urging of friends, wishing blessings upon the Prophet and those who follow him.

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    LAM YAATI NAZEERUKA FEE NAZARIN

    The One And Only Poem In Praise Of The Holy Prophet, Written In 4 Languages

    By the Hassaan of Hind, Imam Ahmed Raza Khan alQadri (may Allah shower mercy upon him)

    English Translation by Aqib alQadri

    Lam Yaati NazeeruKa fee Nazarin; Mislay To Na Shud Paida Jaana


    Jag Raaj Ko Taaj Toray Sar So; hai Tujh Ko Shahay Do Saraa Jana
    Never will anyone see someone like you; no one was ever born, with a status like you!
    The crown of ruling the world befits only you; the king of both worlds, we acknowledge is you!

    alBahro Ala WalMowjo Tagha; Man Baykas O Tufaa(n) Hosh Ruba


    Manjdhaar Me Hu Bigdee Hai Hawa; Mori Nayya Paar Laga Jaana
    The sea is high and the waves are rebellious; I am weak while the storm numbs the senses!
    I am caught in a fast current, with a wind that opposes; steer my ship to success!

    Ya Shamsu NazarTi ilaa Layli; Chuba Taibah Rasi Arzay Bokuni


    Tori Jot Ki Jhal Jhal Jag Me Rachi; Meri Shab Nay Na Din Hona Jaana
    O Sun, you have observed my night; when you reach Taibah, relate my plight!
    With your radiance, the whole world is alight; but my darkness has seen no daylight!

    Laka Badrun Fil Wajhil Ajmal; Khat Haala E Mah Zulf Abr E Ajal
    Toray Chandan Chandr Paro Kundal; Rahmat Ki Bharan Barsa Jaana
    The full moon rises in your face, most handsome; the beard is a halo, the tresses rain-clouds, heavy!
    Your sandalwood hued, moon like face shows the signs; so now let fall the torrents of mercy!

    Ana Fi Atashin Wa Sakhaka Atam; Aye Gaysu-Ay Paak Aye Abr E Karam
    Barsan Haaray Ram Jham Ram Jham; Do Buund Idhar Bhi Giraa Jaana
    I am thirsty and utmost is your generosity; O the sacred hair-locks, O the clouds of mercy!
    Your rain falls in a steady drizzle, all over; so let a few drops also fall on me!

    Ya kaafilati Zidi Ajalak; Rahme Bar Hasrate Tishna Labak


    Mora Jiyara Larje Darak Darak; Taibah Se Abhi Na Suna Jaana
    O my caravan, lengthen your staying; have mercy upon the thirsty lips longing!
    My heart beats fast, trembling; from Taibah so quickly do not announce the parting!

    Waahan Li Saweeaatin Zahabat; Aa(n) Ahde Huzure Baargahat


    Jab Yaad Aavat Mohe Kar Na Parat; Darda Wo Madine Ka Jaana!
    Alas those moments have passed; in the Prophets court the fleeting time spent!
    When I recall I just cannot forget; how uncaringly, to his city I went!

    Al Qalbu Shaji(n)v Wal Hammu Shajun; Dil Zar Chuna(n) Ja(n) Zer Chunu(n)
    Pati Apni Bipat Mai Ka Se Kahu; Mera Kaun Hai Tere Siwa Jaana
    My heart is hurt and my sorrows are countless; my heart is distressed and my soul is dejected!
    O master, to whom shall I relate my grief; who else do I have save you, O Beloved!

    Ar Ruhu Fidaa-Ka Fazid Harka; Yak Shole Digar Barzan Ishka


    Mora Tan Man Dhan Sab Phook Diya; Ye Jaan Bhi Pyare Jalaa Jaana
    May my soul be sacrificed for you, increase the fire; add yet another ember atop my desire!
    You have burnt all - my body, heart and wealth; so now, also finish my life with fire!

    Bas Khaama E Khaam Navaa E Raza Na Ye Tarz Meri Na Ye Rang Mera


    Irshaad E Ahibba Naatik Tha Nachar Is Raah Padaa Jaana
    The poem of Raza is crude, unskilled; this is not my style nor is this my method,
    The directive of friends prodded me thus; compelled, this is the path I had to tread!

    Countless Blessings And Peace Be Upon The Holy Prophet, His Noble Companions, His Noble Progeny,
    And All Those Who Rightly Follow Him, Until The Last Day.

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