Ghazal
मर गए ऐ वाह उन की नाज़-बरदारी में हम
This ghazal poignantly expresses the torment and helplessness of an ardent lover consumed by enduring the beloved's endless whims. Burning visibly like a candle in the assembly, the poet captures the bittersweet tragedy of emotional captivity and devoted self-sacrifice.
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मर गए ऐ वाह उन की नाज़-बरदारी में हम
दिल के हाथों से पड़े कैसी गिरफ़्तारी में हम
Alas, we perished humoring every whim and coquettish art; into what strange captivity have we fallen at the hands of the heart!
We ruined ourselves constantly enduring their whims, and what a strange captivity we have fallen into at the hands of our own heart.
2
सब पे रौशन है हमारी सोज़िश-ए-दिल बज़्म में
शम्अ साँ जलते हैं अपनी गर्म-बाज़ारी में हम
Evident to all in the gathering is the burning of our heart; like a candle, we consume ourselves in the bustling market of our renown.
The burning of our heart is evident to everyone in the assembly; amid the peak of our own fame and popularity, we burn away just like a candle.
3
याद में है तेरे दम की आमद-ओ-शुद पुर-ख़याल
बे-ख़बर सब से हैं इस दम की ख़बरदारी में हम
In thoughts of you, each ebb and flow of breath is steeped in reverie; lost to all the world, we keep watch over this single breath.
In your remembrance, the coming and going of breath is filled with deep reflection, and while keeping watch over this breath, we have become oblivious to everything else.
4
जब हँसाया गर्दिश-ए-गर्दूं ने हम को शक्ल-ए-गुल
मिस्ल-ए-शबनम हैं हमेशा गिर्या ओ ज़ारी में हम
Whenever the turning heavens have made us smile like a blooming rose, like morning dew, we remain forever immersed in weeping and tears.
Whenever the turning of fate made us smile like a blooming flower, we remained constantly weeping and lamenting just like the dew.
5
चश्म ओ दिल बीना है अपने रोज़ ओ शब ऐ मर्दुमाँ
गरचे सोते हैं ब-ज़ाहिर पर हैं बेदारी में हम
Day and night our eyes and heart remain all-seeing, O people! Though outwardly asleep, we dwell ever in wakefulness.
O people, our eyes and heart remain seeing day and night; though we appear to be asleep outwardly, in reality we are awake.
6
दोश पर रख़्त-ए-सफ़र बाँधे है क्या ग़ुंचा सबा
देखते हैं सब को याँ जैसे कि तय्यारी में हम
Has the flowerbud bound its travel-pack upon its shoulder, O morning breeze? We look upon everyone here, as if poised to take our leave.
O morning breeze, has the bud tied its travel-baggage onto its shoulder? We look at everyone here as though we are preparing to depart.
7
कब तलक बे-दीद से या रब रखें चश्म-ए-वफ़ा
लग रहे हैं आज कल तो दिल की ग़म-ख़्वारी में हम
How long, O Lord, from one so heedless must we seek an eye of fidelity? / These days, we remain entirely consumed in nursing our own heart's grief.
O Lord, how long can we expect fidelity from an unfeeling beloved? Nowadays, we are merely occupied with comforting and consoling our own grieving heart.
8
देख कर आईना क्या कहता है यारो अब वो शोख़
माह से सद चंद बेहतर हैं अदा-दारी में हम
Looking into the mirror, O friends, what does that playful darling say?
'A hundred times fairer than the moon are we in coquetry and grace!'
O friends, look what that playful beloved says upon looking in the mirror: 'In grace and charm, we are a hundred times better than the moon.'
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ऐ 'ज़फ़र' लिख तू ग़ज़ल बहर ओ क़वाफ़ी फेर कर
ख़ामा-ए-दुर-रेज़ से हैं अब गुहर-बारी में हम
O Zafar, compose another ghazal, shifting the meter and rhyme; with a pearl-scattering pen, we now shower gems sublime.
O Zafar, compose a ghazal by changing the meter and rhymes, for now with our pearl-scattering pen, we are showering pearls.
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