Ghazal
Naqsh-e-naaz-e-but-e-tannaz Ba-aaghosh-e-raqibpa-e-taoos
नक़्श-ए-नाज़-ए-बुत-ए-तन्नाज़ ब-आग़ोश-ए-रक़ीब
This ghazal masterfully depicts the intense suffering and despair of a lover tormented by the beloved's indifference and cruelty, especially at the sight of them with a rival. The verses powerfully convey the consuming nature of unrequited love, where grief is so profound it demands a disordered expression, and desire permeates the very core of one's being. It delves into the lover's anguish as the beloved takes amusement in their bewilderment.
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नक़्श-ए-नाज़-ए-बुत-ए-तन्नाज़ ब-आग़ोश-ए-रक़ीब
पा-ए-ताऊस पए-ख़ामा-ए-मानी माँगे
The graceful form of the flirtatious idol in the rival's embrace,Demands a peacock's foot for a pen to capture such meaning.
The delicate image of the flirtatious beloved in the rival's embrace is such a profound sight that it demands a peacock's foot to serve as a pen to capture its true meaning.
2
तू वो बद-ख़ू कि तहय्युर को तमाशा जाने
ग़म वो अफ़्साना कि आशुफ़्ता-बयानी माँगे
You are so ill-natured that you deem astonishment a mere spectacle;And grief is a tale that demands a frantic, disordered recital.
You are so ill-natured that you consider astonishment a mere spectacle. Grief, on the other hand, is a tale that demands a frantic, disordered narration.
3
वो तप-ए-इश्क़-ए-तमन्ना है कि फिर सूरत-ए-शम्अ'
शो'ला ता-नब्ज़-ए-जिगर रेशा-दवानी माँगे
So fierce is the fever of longing love, that again, like a candle's guise,The flame demands to weave its veins to the heart's very pulse, likewise.
The fever of longing love is so intense that its flame, like that of a candle, seeks to weave its veins deep into the very pulse of the heart.
4
तिश्ना-ए-ख़ून-ए-तमाशा जो वो पानी माँगे
आइना रुख़्सत-ए-अंदाज़-ए-रवानी माँगे
If that blood-thirsty spectacle asks for water,The mirror itself seeks leave for its flowing grace.
If that blood-thirsty spectacle asks for water, then even the mirror seeks permission for its flowing grace.
5
रंग ने गुल से दम-ए-अर्ज़-ए-परेशानी-ए-बज़्म
बर्ग-ए-गुल रेज़ा-ए-मीना की निशानी माँगे
When the bloom's hue presents the gathering's disarray,Each petal seeks a broken shard, its shattered glass to display.
When the flower's hue reflects the gathering's disarray, each petal seeks a shard of broken glass as a token.
6
ज़ुल्फ़ तहरीर-ए-परेशान-ए-तक़ाज़ा है मगर
शाना-साँ मू-ब-ज़बाँ ख़ामा-ए-मानी माँगे
Her locks are a scattered script of entreaty, yet
Like a comb, hair by hair, they demand the pen of meaning.
Her disheveled locks appear as a scattered script of entreaty, yet each hair, like a comb's teeth, demands the pen of meaning to bring clarity.
7
आमद-ए-ख़त से न कर ख़ंदा-ए-शीरीं कि मबाद
चश्म-ए-मोर आईना-ए-दिल निगरानी माँगे
At down's advent, do not flash a sweet smile, lest an ant's eye demand your heart's mirror to guard.
Do not express a sweet smile upon the arrival of youth's down, lest even an ant's eye demands to guard the mirror of your heart.
8
हूँ गिरफ़्तार-ए-कमीं-गाह-ए-तग़ाफ़ुल कि जहाँ
ख़्वाब सय्याद से पर्वाज़-ए-गिरानी माँगे
I am held captive in neglect's hidden snare,
Where dreams from the hunter a weighty flight declare.
I am trapped in the ambush of neglect, where dreams themselves demand a heavy flight from the hunter.
9
चश्म पर्वाज़ ओ नफ़स ख़ुफ़्ता मगर ज़ोफ़-ए-उमीद
शहपर-ए-काह पए-मुज़्दा-रिसानी माँगे
Though eyes are soaring, breath lies still in slumber deep,Yet hope so faint, for tidings good, a straw's frail wing doth seek.
Even as the eyes soar and the breath remains still, a faint hope seeks the fragile wing of a straw to deliver good news.
10
वहशत-ए-शोर-ए-तमाशा है कि जूँ निकहत-ए-गुल
नमक-ए-ज़ख़्म-ए-जिगर बाल-फ़िशानी माँगे
Is it the wild clamor of the show, that like the flower's soft perfume,The salt of the heart's wound longs to scatter its own gloom?
Is it the wild clamor of the spectacle that causes the intense pain of the heart's wound to yearn to spread itself, much like the fragrance of a flower?
11
गर मिले हज़रत-ए-'बेदिल' का ख़त-ए-लौह-ए-मज़ार
'असद' आईना-ए-पर्वाज़-ए-मआनी माँगे
If from Bedil's tomb, an inscription were to rise, 'Asad' would ask a mirror for meaning's lofty skies.
If the inscription from Hazrat 'Bedil's' tombstone were found, 'Asad' (Ghalib) would ask for a mirror to comprehend the lofty flight of meanings within it.
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