Ghazal
Milate Ho Usi Ko Khaak Men Jo Dil Se Milta Hai
मिलाते हो उसी को ख़ाक में जो दिल से मिलता है
This ghazal laments the tragic fate of sincere love, highlighting how those who love with pure devotion are often the ones ruined by the beloved. Through poignant contrasts of joy and sorrow, the poet captures the rarity of true affection and the pain of an unappreciated heart.
Source: rekhta · HI
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मिलाते हो उसी को ख़ाक में जो दिल से मिलता है
मिरी जाँ चाहने वाला बड़ी मुश्किल से मिलता है
You reduce to dust the very one who meets you from the heart; my love, one who truly loves is found with such rare difficulty.
You ruin the very person who meets you sincerely from the heart; my beloved, one who truly loves is found with great difficulty.
2
कहीं है ईद की शादी कहीं मातम है मक़्तल में
कोई क़ातिल से मिलता है कोई बिस्मिल से मिलता है
Somewhere reigns the joy of Eid, somewhere mourning in the slaughterground; one goes to meet the slayer, another embraces the slain.
Somewhere the joy of Eid is being celebrated while elsewhere there is mourning at the place of slaughter; someone goes to meet the murderer, while someone else meets the wounded victim.
3
पस-ए-पर्दा भी लैला हाथ रख लेती है आँखों पर
ग़ुबार-ए-ना-तवान-ए-क़ैस जब महमिल से मिलता है
Even behind the veil, Laila covers her eyes with her hand, whenever the feeble dust of Qais comes brushing against her litter.
Whenever the frail dust of Qais touches Laila's camel-litter, she covers her eyes with her hand even while seated behind the veil.
4
भरे हैं तुझ में वो लाखों हुनर ऐ मजमा-ए-ख़ूबी
मुलाक़ाती तिरा गोया भरी महफ़िल से मिलता है
Such myriad arts reside in you, O epitome of grace, that meeting you alone feels like entering a crowded gathering face to face.
O embodiment of virtues, you possess countless talents, such that whoever meets you feels as though they are encountering an entire crowded gathering.
5
मुझे आता है क्या क्या रश्क वक़्त-ए-ज़ब्ह उस से भी
गला जिस दम लिपट कर ख़ंजर-ए-क़ातिल से मिलता है
What envy grips my heart, even at the hour of slaughter, when the neck clings in embrace to the slayer's dagger!
Even at the moment of slaughter, I feel immense envy when the neck clings in embrace to the killer's dagger.
6
ब-ज़ाहिर बा-अदब यूँ हज़रत-ए-नासेह से मिलता हूँ
मुरीद-ए-ख़ास जैसे मुर्शिद-ए-कामिल से मिलता है
Outwardly with such deep respect the preacher wise I greet, as when a true disciple goes his perfect guide to meet.
Outwardly, I meet the advisor with such profound respect, as if a devoted disciple were meeting his perfect spiritual master.
7
मिसाल-ए-गंज-ए-क़ारूँ अहल-ए-हाजत से नहीं छुपता
जो होता है सख़ी ख़ुद ढूँड कर साइल से मिलता है
Like the fabled hoard of Qarun, it hides not from the eyes of need; the truly generous seeks the petitioner out, and goes to meet him himself indeed.
A truly generous person does not hide from the needy like the buried treasure of Qarun; instead, he seeks out the beggar himself and meets him.
8
जवाब इस बात का उस शोख़ को क्या दे सके कोई
जो दिल ले कर कहे कम-बख़्त तू किस दिल से मिलता है
What answer could anyone offer to that playful tormentor, who, having stolen my heart, asks: 'Wretch, with what heart do you meet me now?'
What reply could anyone give to that playful beloved who, after taking away my heart, asks, 'O unfortunate one, with what heart do you come to meet me now?'
9
छुपाए से कोई छुपती है अपने दिल की बेताबी
कि हर तार-ए-नफ़स अपना रग-ए-बिस्मिल से मिलता है
Can one ever truly hide the restless turmoil of the heart, when every thread of my breath throbs like the severed vein of a slaughtered prey?
Can the restlessness of the heart ever be hidden by trying to conceal it, when every thread of my breath beats like the throbbing vein of a slaughtered creature?
10
अदम की जो हक़ीक़त है वो पूछो अहल-ए-हस्ती से
मुसाफ़िर को तो मंज़िल का पता मंज़िल से मिलता है
Ask those who dwell in being of non-existence and its trace; a traveler learns the destination only upon reaching that place.
Ask the living about the true reality of non-existence, for a traveler only discovers the destination upon actually reaching it.
11
ग़ज़ब है 'दाग़' के दिल से तुम्हारा दिल नहीं मिलता
तुम्हारा चाँद सा चेहरा मह-ए-कामिल से मिलता है
How strange that with the heart of 'Dagh' your heart does not unite, though your moon-like face perfectly matches the full moon's light.
It is astonishing and strange that your heart does not connect or align with Dagh's heart, even though your moon-like face closely resembles the full moon.
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