Ghazal
जिगर के टुकड़े हुए जल के दिल कबाब हुआ
This ghazal depicts the agonizing pain and devastation of intense love, portraying passion as a relentless torment. The poet paradoxically welcomes death at the beloved's hands, seeing it as both a release from endless suffering and a virtuous act for the lover.
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जिगर के टुकड़े हुए जल के दिल कबाब हुआ
ये इश्क़ जान को मेरे कोई अज़ाब हुआ
The liver was torn to shreds, the heart burnt to a cinder; this love has become a torment upon my very soul.
My liver was torn to pieces and my heart burnt to a cinder; this love has truly become an agonizing torment for my life.
2
किया जो क़त्ल मुझे तुम ने ख़ूब काम किया
कि मैं अज़ाब से छूटा तुम्हें सवाब हुआ
In slaying me, you truly did a splendid deed: I was freed from torment, and you earned divine reward.
You did a wonderful thing by killing me, because I was freed from suffering and torment, and you earned a divine reward for it.
3
कभी तो शेफ़्ता उस ने कहा कभी शैदा
ग़रज़ कि रोज़ नया इक मुझे ख़िताब हुआ
Sometimes she named me infatuated, sometimes crazed in love; in short, each passing day bestowed upon me a brand new title.
Sometimes she called me infatuated and sometimes crazy in love; in short, every single day I received a new title from her.
4
पियूँ न रश्क से ख़ूँ क्यूँकि दम-ब-दम अपना
कि साथ ग़ैर के वो आज हम-शराब हुआ
Why would I not drink my own heart's blood in envy at every breath, when today, with the rival, my beloved has shared a cup of wine?
Why should I not constantly drink my own blood out of jealousy, seeing that today my beloved has shared a drink with a rival?
5
तुम्हारे लब के लब-ए-जाम ने लिए बोसे
लब अपने काटा किया मैं न कामयाब हुआ
The rim of the goblet stole kisses from your lips, while I bit my own in bitter envy, forever denied success.
The rim of the wine cup kissed your lips, while I could only bite my own lips in helpless frustration and remained unsuccessful.
6
गली गली तिरी ख़ातिर फिरा ब-चश्म-ए-पुर-आब
लगा के तुझ से दिल अपना बहुत ख़राब हुआ
Through every lane I wandered for your sake with tear-brimmed eyes; having given my heart to you, I was left utterly ruined.
I wandered through every street for your sake with eyes filled with tears; after giving my heart to you, I was completely ruined.
7
तिरी गली में बहाए फिरे है सैल-ए-सरिश्क
हमारा कासा-ए-सर क्या हुआ हबाब हुआ
Through your lane, a flood of tears sweeps it along; / what has my skull become, but a bubble on the tide?
A flood of tears is sweeping my skull along through your lane, as if my head has become nothing more than a bubble on the water.
8
जवाब-ए-ख़त के न लिखने से ये हुआ मालूम
कि आज से हमें ऐ नामा-बर जवाब हुआ
Her leaving my letter unanswered has made this truth quite clear: that from today onward, O messenger, I have received my final dismissal.
The fact that she did not reply to my letter makes it clear, O messenger, that from today onwards I have been dismissed and rejected.
9
मँगाई थी तिरी तस्वीर दिल की तस्कीं को
मुझे तो देखते ही और इज़्तिराब हुआ
I had sought your portrait to bring my heart some peace; yet the moment I beheld it, my turmoil did only increase.
I had asked for your picture to bring peace to my heart, but looking at it only increased my restlessness.
10
सितम तुम्हारे बहुत और दिन हिसाब का एक
मुझे है सोच ये ही किस तरह हिसाब हुआ
Countless were your cruelties, while the Day of Reckoning was just one; I only wonder how such an account was ever done.
Your cruelties were countless while the Day of Judgment was just one; I only wonder how the entire account could have been settled in that single day.
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'ज़फ़र' बदल के रदीफ़ और तू ग़ज़ल वो सुना
कि जिस का तुझ से हर इक शेर इंतिख़ाब हुआ
O Zafar, change the refrain and recite that ghazal anew, whose every single couplet became a masterpiece from you.
O Zafar, change the refrain and recite that ghazal again, of which every single couplet composed by you turned out to be an exceptional selection.
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