Ghazal
Kare Hai Baada Tire Lab Se Kasb-e-rang-e-furoghkhat-e-piyaala
करे है बादा तिरे लब से कस्ब-ए-रंग-ए-फ़रोग़
This ghazal paints a vivid picture of the beloved's intoxicating beauty, so profound that even wine gains its color and glow from their lips. The poet laments his restless heart's lifelong unfulfilled yearning for recognition, while the beloved, like a dew-filled rose, remains oblivious to the lover's pained cries. It culminates in 'Asad''s desperate plea to the unfaithful beloved to appear on his deathbed, urging her to cast aside all modesty in his final moments.
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करे है बादा तिरे लब से कस्ब-ए-रंग-ए-फ़रोग़
ख़त-ए-पियाला सरासर निगाह-ए-गुल-चीं है
Wine acquires its radiant hue from your lips,The line of the cup is entirely a flower-picker's gaze.
Wine acquires its radiant hue from your lips. The line of the cup is entirely a flower-picker's gaze.
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कभी तो इस दिल-ए-शोरीदा की भी दाद मिले
कि एक उम्र से हसरत-परस्त-ए-बालीं है
When will this restless heart too find its due? For ages, it has worshipped longing upon its pillow.
When will this restless heart also find its due, as for ages it has worshipped longing upon its pillow.
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बजा है गर न सुने नाला-हा-ए-बुलबुल-ए-ज़ार
कि गोश-ए-गुल नम-ए-शबनम से पमबा-आगीं है
It is just if the laments of the distraught nightingale are unheard,For the flower's ear is plugged with the moist cotton of dew.
It is appropriate if the mournful nightingale's cries go unheard, as the flower's ear is plugged with the moist dew, like cotton.
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'असद' है नज़'अ में चल बेवफ़ा बरा-ए-ख़ुदा
मक़ाम-ए-तर्क-ए-हिजाब ओ विदा-ए-तम्कीं है
Asad is in the throes of death, come, O faithless one, for God's sake!This is the moment to abandon the veil, and bid farewell to dignity.
Asad is at the point of death; come, O faithless one, for God's sake. This is the time to cast off all modesty and bid farewell to dignity.
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