Ghazal
क़फ़स में हूँ गर अच्छा भी न जानें मेरे शेवन को
This ghazal expresses the poet's profound sorrow from confinement and unrequited love. He laments that his cries are ignored by the free world and that the beloved remains indifferent to his deep suffering. The poem also touches on the anguish of longing and the external struggles that separate the lovers.
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क़फ़स में हूँ गर अच्छा भी न जानें मेरे शेवन को
मिरा होना बुरा क्या है नवा-संजान-ए-गुलशन को
If my laments in the cage are not deemed good,what harm is my existence to the garden's singers?
Even if my laments in the cage are not considered good, what harm is my existence to the garden's singers?
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नहीं गर हमदमी आसाँ न हो ये रश्क क्या कम है
न दी होती ख़ुदाया आरज़ू-ए-दोस्त दुश्मन को
If companionship isn't easy, is this torment any less? O God, if only you hadn't given the foe the longing for a friend.
If companionship is not easy, then is this torment or jealousy any less? O God, if only you had not given the desire for a friend even to the enemy.
3
न निकला आँख से तेरी इक आँसू उस जराहत पर
किया सीने में जिस ने ख़ूँ-चकाँ मिज़्गान-ए-सोज़न को
Not a single tear fell from your eye for that wound,Which in my chest made the needle-like lashes drip blood.
Not a single tear fell from your eye for that wound, which made the needle-like lashes in my chest drip blood.
4
ख़ुदा शरमाए हाथों को कि रखते हैं कशाकश में
कभी मेरे गरेबाँ को कभी जानाँ के दामन को
May God shame those hands that keep in constant struggle, now pulling at my collar, now at the beloved's skirt.
May God shame those hands that are always embroiled in struggle, pulling at my collar one moment and the beloved's skirt the next.
5
अभी हम क़त्ल-गह का देखना आसाँ समझते हैं
नहीं देखा शनावर जू-ए-ख़ूँ में तेरे तौसन को
We still deem easy viewing the slaughter-ground,For we've not seen your steed swim in a stream of blood profound.
We currently think it's easy to view the slaughter-ground, but that's because we haven't witnessed your horse swimming in a river of blood.
6
हुआ चर्चा जो मेरे पाँव की ज़ंजीर बनने का
किया बेताब काँ में जुम्बिश-ए-जौहर ने आहन को
When talk arose of forging chains to bind my feet,The innate spirit made the iron restless within its mine.
When talk arose of forging chains to bind my feet, the inherent spirit within the iron in the mine made it restless.
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ख़ुशी क्या खेत पर मेरे अगर सौ बार अब्र आवे
समझता हूँ कि ढूँडे है अभी से बर्क़ ख़िर्मन को
What joy for my field, though a hundred clouds may come? I understand that lightning already seeks the harvest.
What joy can my field find, even if a hundred clouds arrive? I understand that lightning is already searching for the harvest to strike.
8
वफ़ा-दारी ब-शर्त-ए-उस्तुवारी अस्ल ईमाँ है
मरे बुत-ख़ाने में तो का'बे में गाड़ो बरहमन को
Steadfast loyalty is the essence of true faith; if a Brahmin dies in my idol-temple, then bury him in the Kaaba.
Steadfast loyalty is the essence of true faith. If a Brahmin dies in my idol-temple, then he should be buried in the Kaaba.
9
शहादत थी मिरी क़िस्मत में जो दी थी ये ख़ू मुझ को
जहाँ तलवार को देखा झुका देता था गर्दन को
Martyrdom was in my fate, for this very nature was given to me,Wherever I saw a sword, I would readily bow my neck.
Martyrdom was destined for me, which is why I was given this nature. Wherever I saw a sword, I would readily bow my neck.
10
न लुटता दिन को तो कब रात को यूँ बे-ख़बर सोता!
रहा खटका न चोरी का दुआ देता हूँ रहज़न को
Had I not been plundered in the day, how could I sleep so unaware at night?No longer fearing theft, I bless the highwayman.
If I hadn't been plundered during the day, how could I have slept so peacefully and unaware at night? Now that there's no fear of theft, I bless the highwayman.
11
सुख़न क्या कह नहीं सकते कि जूया हूँ जवाहिर के
जिगर क्या हम नहीं रखते कि खोदें जा के मादन को
Can we not speak, we who are seekers of jewels? Do we not possess the courage to go and excavate the mine?
The speaker questions if they are incapable of speaking, despite being seekers of jewels. They also ask if they lack the courage to go and excavate a mine.
12
मिरे शाह-ए-सुलैमाँ-जाह से निस्बत नहीं 'ग़ालिब'
फ़रीदून ओ जम ओ के ख़ुसरव ओ दाराब ओ बहमन को
Ghalib, to my king of Solomon-like grandeur, none can compare,Neither Faridun, Jamshid, Kai Khusrav, Darab, nor Bahman, anywhere.
Ghalib declares that kings like Faridun, Jamshid, Kai Khusrav, Darab, and Bahman cannot be compared to his king, who possesses Solomon-like grandeur and authority.
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