Ghazal
वो सौ सौ अठखटों से घर से बाहर दो क़दम निकले
This ghazal portrays the enchanting yet indifferent grace of the beloved, whose captivating presence brings torment to the restless lover. It poignant reflects on the agony of love, where deep-seated grief and heartbreak manifest as tears mingled with blood.
Source: rekhta · HI
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वो सौ सौ अठखटों से घर से बाहर दो क़दम निकले
बला से उस की गर उस में किसी मुज़्तर का दम निकले
With a hundred coy pretenses, scarce two paces from home she strode; what cared she if, in that fleeting breath, a restless lover's life was lost?
With countless coquettish pretenses, the beloved stepped just two paces outside the house; what does she care if, in the meantime, some restless lover breathes his last?
2
कहाँ आँसू के क़तरे ख़ून-ए-दिल से हैं बहम निकले
ये दिल में जम्अ थे मुद्दत से कुछ पैकान-ए-ग़म निकले
How could these be mere teardrops mingled with the heart's blood? Lodged deep within for ages, the barbed arrowheads of grief have now emerged.
These are not merely drops of tears mixed with the heart's blood; they are arrowheads of sorrow that had accumulated in the heart for a long time and have now emerged.
3
मिरे मज़मून-ए-सोज़-ए-दिल से ख़त सब जल गया मेरा
क़लम से हर्फ़ जो निकले शरर ही यक-क़लम निकले
The burning sorrow of my heart consumed the page entire; each word that issued from the pen burst forth as sparks of fire.
My entire letter was burnt by the burning passion and pain described from my heart, as every single word that flowed from the pen turned out to be pure sparks of fire.
4
निकाल ऐ चारागर तू शौक़ से लेकिन सर-ए-पैकाँ
उधर निकले जिगर से तीर उधर क़ालिब से दम निकले
Pull out the arrowhead, O healer, freely as you please— / But as the arrow leaves my heart, life leaves this mortal frame.
O healer, you may gladly draw out the arrowhead, but know that the moment the arrow leaves my liver, my life too will depart from my body.
5
तसव्वुर से लब-ए-लालीं के तेरे हम अगर रो दें
तो जो लख़्त-ए-जिगर आँखों से निकले इक रक़म निकले
Were I to weep, lost in the thought of your ruby lips, each shred of heart that falls from my eyes would turn a priceless gem.
If we were to weep in contemplation of your ruby-red lips, then every piece of our bleeding heart that falls from our eyes would turn out to be a priceless jewel.
6
नहीं डरते अगर हों लाख ज़िंदाँ यार ज़िंदाँ से
जुनून अब तो मिसाल-ए-नाला-ए-ज़ंजीर हम निकले
We fear no prison, friend, though hundred thousand dungeons round us ring; in frenzy, like the wailing cry of chains, we have taken wing.
O friend, we do not fear the prison even if there be a hundred thousand dungeons; in our frenzy, we have broken free just like the wailing cry of chains.
7
जिगर पर दाग़ लब पर दूद-ए-दिल और अश्क दामन में
तिरी महफ़िल से हम मानिंद-ए-शम्अ सुब्ह-दम निकले
With a scar upon the heart, smoke on the lips, and tears upon the hem, like a candle at the break of dawn, I departed from your gathering.
With a wound on the heart, smoke on the lips, and tears on the hem, we departed from your gathering just like a candle extinguished at dawn.
8
अगर होता ज़माना गेसु-ए-शब-रंग का तेरे
मिरी शब-दीज़ सौदा का ज़ियादा-तर क़दम निकले
agar hotā zamāna gesū-e-shab-rañg kā tere
mirī shab-dīz saudā kā ziyāda-tar qadam nikle
9
कजी जिन की तबीअत में है कब होती वो सीधी है
कहो शाख़-ए-गुल-ए-तस्वीर से किस तरह ख़म निकले
kajī jin kī tabī.at meñ hai kab hotī vo sīdhī hai
kaho shāḳh-e-gul-e-tasvīr se kis tarah ḳham nikle
10
शुमार इक शब किया हम ने जो अपने दिल के दाग़ों से
तो अंजुम चर्ख़-ए-हशतुम के बहुत से उन से कम निकले
shumār ik shab kiyā ham ne jo apne dil ke dāġhoñ se
to anjum charḳh-e-hashtum ke bahut se un se kam nikle
11
ख़ुदा के वास्ते ज़ाहिद उठा पर्दा न काबे का
कहीं ऐसा न हो याँ भी वही काफ़िर-सनम निकले
ḳhudā ke vāste zāhid uThā parda na kaabe kā
kahīñ aisā na ho yaañ bhī vahī kāfir-sanam nikle
12
तमन्ना है ये दिल में जब तलक है दम में दम अपने
'ज़फ़र' मुँह से हमारे नाम उस का दम-ब-दम निकले
tamannā hai ye dil meñ jab talak hai dam meñ dam apne
'zafar' muñh se hamāre naam us kā dam-ba-dam nikle
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