Ghazal
'ओहदे से मद्ह-ए-नाज़ के बाहर न आ सका
This ghazal portrays a lover utterly captivated by the beloved's charm and beauty, unable to cease their praise. The poet expresses that if there were only one enchanting mannerism, it could be called destiny, implying an endless array of captivating traits. Every detail, from the beloved's open eyes drawing towards the heart to each strand of hair being as mesmerizing as a kohl-laden gaze, reinforces the profound and inescapable allure of the beloved.
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'ओहदे से मद्ह-ए-नाज़ के बाहर न आ सका
गर इक अदा हो तो उसे अपनी क़ज़ा कहूँ
I couldn't escape the task of praising her grace; If there were just one charm, I would call it my destiny.
I could not escape the act of praising your grace. If it were just one gesture, I would call it my destiny.
2
हल्क़े हैं चश्म-हा-ए-कुशादा ब-सू-ए-दिल
हर तार-ए-ज़ुल्फ़ को निगह-ए-सुर्मा-सा कहूँ
The wide-open eyes are rings directed towards the heart,Shall I call each strand of her tresses a kohl-like gaze?
Open eyes are rings towards the heart; should I call every strand of hair a kohl-like gaze?
3
मैं और सद-हज़ार नवा-ए-जिगर-ख़राश
तू और एक वो न-शुनीदन कि क्या कहूँ
I, and a hundred thousand heart-rending cries;You, and that single refusal to hear, what can I say?
I am here with hundreds of thousands of heart-rending laments, and you are there with that one act of not listening – what can I say?
4
ज़ालिम मिरे गुमाँ से मुझे मुन्फ़'इल न चाह
है है ख़ुदा-न-कर्दा तुझे बेवफ़ा कहूँ
O cruel one, do not wish me disgraced by my own belief,Alas, God forbid, that I should call you unfaithful!
O cruel one, do not wish me to be disgraced by my suspicion. Alas, God forbid that I should call you unfaithful.
5
आँसू कहूँ कि आह सवार-ए-हवा कहूँ
ऐसा 'इनाँ-गुसीख़्ता आया कि क्या कहूँ
Shall I call it a tear, or a sigh riding on the wind?It came so unbridled, what indeed can I say?
Should I call it tears, or a sigh riding on the wind? It came so unbridled/uncontrolled that what can I say?
6
इक़बाल-ए-कुल्फ़त-ए-दिल-ए-बे-मुद्द'आ रस्सा
अख़्तर को दाग़-ए-साया-ए-बाल-ए-हुमा कहूँ
The dignity of a desireless heart's anguish, a star that reaches high, should I call it a mere blemish on the shadow of Huma's wing?
The established glory of the suffering of a desireless heart; should I call this destiny the mark of the shadow of the Huma bird's wing?
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मज़मून-ए-वस्ल हाथ न आया मगर उसे
अब ताइर-ए-पर-बुरीदा-ए-रंग-ए-हिना कहूँ
The discourse of union, I failed to attain,
Now what to call it? A henna-hued bird, with clipped wings, in vain.
The theme of union (with the beloved) could not be achieved, but now what should I call it/him/her? Like a bird with clipped wings, colored with henna.
8
दुज़्दीदन-ए-दिल-ए-सितम-आमादा है मुहाल
मिज़्गाँ कहूँ कि जौहर-ए-तेग़-ए-क़ज़ा कहूँ
To steal a heart that's primed for torment, is an impossible feat;Shall I call them lashes, or the gleam of fate's deadly sword?
It is impossible to steal a cruel heart. Should I call them eyelashes or the essence of the sword of fate?
9
तर्ज़-आफ़रीन-ए-नुक्ता-सराई-ए-तब' है
आईना-ए-ख़याल को तूती-नुमा कहूँ
It is the originator of the witty style of my nature's speech,How can I call the mirror of my thoughts parrot-like?
It is the creator of the style of subtle expression of the intellect; shall I call the mirror of imagination parrot-like?
10
'ग़ालिब' है रुत्बा-फ़हम-ए-तसव्वुर से कुछ परे
है इज्ज़-ए-बंदगी कि 'अली को ख़ुदा कहूँ
Ghalib, his stature transcends imagination's thought,
It is the humility of devotion that I call Ali 'God'.
Ghalib (I) am somewhat beyond the comprehension of imagination regarding status. It is the helplessness of my devotion that I call Ali God.
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