Ghazal
Na Gul-e-naghma Hoon Na Parda-e-saazMain Hoon Apni Shikast Ki Aawaaz
न गुल-ए-नग़्मा हूँ न पर्दा-ए-साज़
This ghazal, "Na Gul-e Naghma Hoon Na Parda-e Saaz," is a profound self-reflection by the poet, who declares himself the voice of his own brokenness rather than a source of joy or music. It contrasts the beloved's captivating beauty with the poet's deep, far-reaching anxieties and speaks of hidden, heart-wrenching secrets beneath a facade of composure. Ultimately, the poet confesses to being willingly ensnared by love or fate, despite retaining the inherent power to transcend.
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न गुल-ए-नग़्मा हूँ न पर्दा-ए-साज़
मैं हूँ अपनी शिकस्त की आवाज़
I am neither the rose of song, nor the veil of the lute,I am the sound of my own defeat.
I am neither the beautiful rose of a song nor a harmonious part of a musical instrument. I am the sound of my own defeat.
2
तू और आराइश-ए-ख़म-ए-काकुल
मैं और अंदेशा-हा-ए-दूर-दराज़
You, and the adorning of a curly tress,I, and worries of far-off distress.
You busy yourself with adorning your curly tresses, while I am preoccupied with distant anxieties.
3
लाफ़-ए-तमकीं फ़रेब-ए-सादा-दिली
हम हैं और राज़-हा-ए-सीना-गुदाज़
A show of calm, simplicity's artful lie;We hold secrets that make the heart melt and sigh.
The outward appearance of composure and simplicity is a deception; in reality, we carry heart-melting secrets.
4
हूँ गिरफ़्तार-ए-उल्फ़त-ए-सय्याद
वर्ना बाक़ी है ताक़त-ए-परवाज़
I am captivated by the hunter's love, Else, the power to fly still remains.
I am captivated by the hunter's affection; otherwise, the power to fly still resides within me.
5
वो भी दिन हो कि उस सितमगर से
नाज़ खींचूँ बजाए हसरत-ए-नाज़
Oh, may that day arrive, when from that tyrant's side,I draw forth pride, where now just longings reside.
The speaker wishes for a day when they can openly express their pride towards the cruel beloved, replacing their current state of merely longing for dignity or the beloved's haughtiness.
6
नहीं दिल में मिरे वो क़तरा-ए-ख़ूँ
जिस से मिज़्गाँ हुई न हो गुल-बाज़
No drop of blood within my heart remains,Which from my lashes hasn't played the flower's part.
Not a single drop of blood remains in my heart that hasn't caused my eyelashes to 'play the flower's part' (meaning, to become tear-laden and adorned like flowers from constant weeping).
7
ऐ तिरा ग़म्ज़ा यक-क़लम-अंगेज़
ऐ तिरा ज़ुल्म सर-ब-सर अंदाज़
O your glance, a complete instigator! O your cruelty, entirely a captivating style!
Oh, your glance is a complete instigator, and your cruelty is entirely a captivating style.
8
तू हुआ जल्वा-गर मुबारक हो
रेज़िश-ए-सज्दा-ए-जबीन-ए-नियाज़
Blessed be your manifestation, and the downpour of humble prostrations.
Blessed be your manifestation; may there be a downpour of prostrations from a humble forehead.
9
मुझ को पूछा तो कुछ ग़ज़ब न हुआ
मैं ग़रीब और तू ग़रीब-नवाज़
If you inquired about me, it was no great wonder then,
I am poor, and you are the cherisher of the poor men.
If you inquired about me, it was no great wonder. I am poor, and you are the cherisher of the poor.
10
'असद'-उल्लाह ख़ाँ तमाम हुआ
ऐ दरेग़ा वो रिंद-ए-शाहिद-बाज़
'Asadullah Khan' is no more,Alas, that bohemian admirer of beauty!
Asadullah Khan has passed away. Alas, that bohemian admirer of beauty is no more.
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