Here is a ghazal from the Diwaan-e-Mo’in
(Khuda Bakhsh Oriental Public Library, Patna):
Chu man az hastiye-khod dur baasham
Ba-khod ham naazer o manzur baasham
As I am far from a selfish existence,
I am myself both the observer and the observed.
Chu jaam o baada o saaqi mohaiyast
Rawaa baashad ke man makhmur baasham
As the cup, the wine and the wine-poorer are available,
It is only proper that I am drunk.
Ze jaam-e-wahdatam yak jor’a bakhsh
Ke dar daar-e fanaa’ mansur baasham
Give me one draught from the cup of union,
So that I am a Mansur on the gibbet of extinction.
Az aan jaami ke chun serr-e anaa’l-haqq
Bar aayad bar zabaan ma’zur baasham
From that cup the secret of ‘I am the Truth’
Comes unbidden out of my mouth.
Ze taab-e-‘aks-e-khurshid-e- haqiqat
Chu zarra mazhar-e-aan nur baasham
Because of the light reflected from the sun of the Truth
I am a particle of dust made manifest by that light.
Nadaarad taab nuram cheshm-e-khoffaash
Hamaan behtar ke man mastur baasham
The eyes of the bat cannot see my light,
Thus it is better if I remain hidden.
Ze shahr-e-‘eshq miaayad mo’ini
‘Ajab nabovad agar mashhur baasham
Mo’ini has returned from the city of love,
Thus it is no wonder that I have become famous.