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Mosibat Nameh

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بخش ۹ - الحكایة و التمثیل / Section 9 - The Tale and the Parable

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بود سلطان را زنی همسایهٔ
کز نکوئی داشت آن زن مایهٔ

لشکر عشقش درآمد بی قیاس
شد بصد دل عاشق روی ایاس

از وصالش ذرهٔ بهره نداشت
ور سخن میگفت ازین زهره نداشت

روز و شب از عشق او میسوختی
گه فرو مردی و گاه افروختی

روزنی بودیش دایم روز و شب
سر بران روزن نهادی خشک لب

گاه بودی کو بدیدی روی او
برگرفتی تیغ یک یک موی او

دل برفتی عقل ازو زایل شدی
خاک زیر پایش از خون گل شدی

زار میگفتی مرا تدبیر چیست
وین چنین دیوانه را زنجیر چیست

هیچکس را نیست از عشقم خبر
عشق پنهان چون کنم زین بیشتر

ای ایاز ماهرو در من نگر
درد بین زاری شنو شیون نگر

چند گردانیم در خون بیش ازین
من ندارم طاقت اکنون بیش ازین

بر دل من ناوک مژگان مزن
وآتش هجر خودم در جان مزن

عاقبت چون مدتی بگذشت ازین
طاقتش شد طاق و عاجز گشت ازین

کار عمرش جمله بی برگ اوفتاد
خوش خوشی در پنجهٔ مرگ اوفتاد

میگذشت القصه محمودو سپاه
آن زن از روزن بزاری گفت آه

آه او محمود را در گوش شد
گفتئی از درد او مدهوش شد

گفت ای عورت چه کارت اوفتاد
کاین چنین جان بی قرارت اوفتاد

گفت دور عمر من آمد بسر
حاجتی دارم ز شاه دادگر

راست گردان از کرم این مایه را
زآنکه حق واجب بود همسایه را

شاه گفت ای عورت عاجز بخواه
هرچه دل میخواهدت از پادشاه

گفت میخواهم مفرح شربتی
کز ایاست خورد جانم ضربتی

مینشاند بر زمینم هر زمان
زآنکه میتابد چو ماه آسمان

شاه کار من بسازد یک نفس
زآنکه در عالم ندارم هیچکس

زود بفرستد شه حکمت شناس
آن مفرح لیک بر دست ایاس

شاه گفتا گر دلت میخواستست
شربتی از من مفرح راستست

لیک تو گر مردی و گر زیستی
تو ایازم را نگوئی کیستی

گفت من آنم ایازت را که شاه
هر دو بر وی عاشقیم از دیرگاه

گفت من او را بزر بخریده ام
گفت من او را بجان بگزیده ام

گفت اگر او را خریدی تو بجان
پس تو بیجان زنده چونی درجهان

گفت جز از عشق پاینده نیم
زندهٔ عشقم بجان زنده نیم

شاه گفتش ای سرافکنده به عشق
چون تواند بود کس زنده به عشق

زن چو بشنود این سخن گفتا که آه
عاشقت پنداشتم ای پادشاه

من گمان بردم که مرد عاشقی
نیستت در عشق بوی صادقی

نیستی در عشق محرم چون کنم
هستی ای مرد از زنی کم چون کنم

پادشاهی جهان آزادگیست
نه چو من جانسوز کار افتادگیست

این بگفت و سر بروزن درکشید
جان بداد و روی در چادر کشید

پادشاه از مرگ او سرگشته شد
پیش زین از چشم او آغشته شد

چون زمانی اشک چون کوکب براند
دفن او فرمود پس مرکب براند

در زمان فرمود شاه حق شناس
تا بدست خویش دفنش کرد ایاس

هرکه او خواهان درد کار نیست
از درخت عشق برخوردار نیست

گر تو هستی اهل عشق و مرد راه
درد خواه و درد خواه و درد خواه

English translation

The Sultan had a neighbor, a woman Who possessed a wealth of goodness and beauty. The army of love for him entered beyond measure; With a hundred hearts, she fell in love with the face of Ayaz. She had not a shred of share in union with him, Nor did she have the courage to speak of this. Day and night, she burned with love for him, Sometimes dying down, and sometimes blazing up. She had a small window, day and night, And would lay her head at that window with dry lips. Sometimes it would happen that she saw his face, And every single hair of hers would stand up like a blade. Her heart would go, her intellect would vanish, And the dust under her feet would turn to clay with her blood. She said lamentingly: 'What is the remedy for me? And what is the chain for such a mad one?' No one has any news of my love; How can I hide this love any longer? O moon-faced Ayaz, look at me! See the pain, hear the wailing, look at the mourning! How long will you roll me in blood more than this? I have no strength now, more than this. Do not strike the arrow of your eyelashes upon my heart, And do not strike the fire of your separation into my soul. Finally, when some time had passed in this state, Her strength reached its limit and she grew helpless. The affairs of her life became completely destitute, And she gently fell into the clutches of death. In short, Mahmud and his army were passing by, And that woman sighed lamentingly from the window. Her sigh reached the ear of Mahmud, As if he became faint from her pain. He said, 'O woman, what has happened to you, That your soul has become so restless?' She said, 'The cycle of my life has come to an end; I have a request from the just king. Make right this matter out of your generosity, For a neighbor has a binding right.' King said, 'O helpless woman, ask Whatever your heart desires from the king.' She said, 'I want an exhilarating potion, For my soul has suffered a blow from your Ayaz. He knocks me to the ground at every moment, Because he shines like the moon of heaven. Let the king settle my affair in a single breath, For I have no one else in the world. Let the wise king send quickly That potion, but by the hand of Ayaz.' The king said, 'If your heart desired it, A potion of Mofarreh from me is ready. But whether you die or live, You must not tell my Ayaz who you are.' She said, 'I am the one to whom your Ayaz— Both you and I have been in love with him for a long time.' He said, 'I bought him with gold.' She said, 'I chose him with my soul.' He said, 'If you bought him with your soul, Then how are you alive in the world without a soul?' She said, 'I am not alive except by eternal love; I am alive by love, I am not alive by soul.' The king said to her, 'O downcast one in love, How can anyone be alive by love?' When the woman heard this speech, she sighed, 'Ah! I thought you were a lover, O king. I assumed you were a man of love; You do not have a scent of sincerity in love. You are not an initiate in love, what can I do? How can I accept you, a man, being less than a woman? The kingship of the world is freedom, Not a soul-burning state of need like mine.' Saying this, she drew back her head from the window, Gave up her life, and drew her face into her veil. The king was bewildered by her death; The front of his saddle was soaked by his tears. When he had shed star-like tears for a time, He ordered her burial and then rode his mount. Immediately, the truth-knowing king ordered Ayaz to bury her with his own hands. Whoever is not a seeker of pain in this work, Does not benefit from the tree of love. If you are a person of love and a man of the path, Seek pain, seek pain, seek pain.

Updated 2026-07-03

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