Ghazal
Sarapa Rehn-e-ishq-o-na-guzir-e-ulfat-e-hastiibadat Barq Ki Karta
सरापा रेहन-ए-इश्क़-ओ-ना-गुज़ीर-ए-उल्फ़त-ए-हस्ती
This ghazal beautifully articulates a profound and all-consuming love, where the lover is entirely mortgaged to affection and inseparable from the essence of existence. It explores the deep yearning and paradoxical pain of unfulfilled desire, vividly portraying the lover as a shore ceaselessly longing for the river. The verses also delve into themes of sacrifice, the resilience of a wounded heart, and a mystical introspection that views the heart as a sacred abode of unity.
Source: rekhta · HI
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सरापा रेहन-ए-इश्क़-ओ-ना-गुज़ीर-ए-उल्फ़त-ए-हस्ती
'इबादत बर्क़ की करता हूँ और अफ़्सोस हासिल का
Wholly pledged to love, and bound by life's affection,I worship the lightning, and lament its outcome.
I am completely pledged to love and cannot escape the affection of existence. I worship the lightning and regret its outcome.
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ब-क़द्र-ए-ज़र्फ़ है साक़ी ख़ुमार-ए-तिश्ना-कामी भी
जो तू दरिया-ए-मै है तो मैं ख़म्याज़ा हूँ साहिल का
O Saqi, even the languor of unquenched thirst is in proportion to one's capacity. If you are a river of wine, then I am the yearning expanse of the shore.
O Saqi, even the languor of unfulfilled desire (thirst) is proportionate to one's capacity. If you are a river of wine, then I am the vast, yearning expanse of the shore.
3
ज़ि-बस खूँ-गश्त-ए-रश्क-ए-वफ़ा था वहम बिस्मिल का
चुराया ज़ख़्म-हा-ए-दिल ने पानी तेग़-ए-क़ातिल का
So drenched in loyalty's envious blood was the victim's apprehension, the heart's wounds themselves drained the killer's sword of its keenness.
The victim's apprehension was so deeply imbued with the blood of loyalty's envy that the heart's wounds themselves drained the sharpness from the killer's sword.
4
निगाह-ए-चश्म-ए-हासिद वाम ले ऐ ज़ौक़-ए-ख़ुद-बीनी
तमाशाई हूँ वहदत-ख़ाना-ए-आईना-ए-दिल का
O self-delighting gaze, borrow the envious eye's keen view,I am a beholder of the heart's mirror, a house of unity.
O delight of self-seeing, borrow the gaze of the envious eye. I am a beholder of the heart's mirror, which is the house of unity.
5
शरर-फ़ुर्सत निगह सामान-ए-यक-आलम चराग़ाँ है
ब-क़द्र-ए-रंग याँ गर्दिश में है पैमाना महफ़िल का
A glance, as fleeting as a spark, holds the means for a world of illumination,Here, the goblet of the assembly circulates, according to its own hue.
A glance, as brief as a spark, holds the potential to light up an entire world. Here, the goblet of the assembly circulates according to its color or the nature of its contents.
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सरासर ताख़तन को शश-जिहत यक-अर्सा जौलाँ था
हुआ वामांदगी से रह-रवाँ की फ़र्क़ मंज़िल का
For headlong charge, the six directions were one vast arena,It was the travelers' weariness that caused the goals to differ.
For a headlong charge, the six directions were one vast arena. The difference in destinations occurred due to the weariness of the travelers.
7
मुझे राह-ए-सुख़न में ख़ौफ़-ए-गुम-राही नहीं ग़ालिब
असा-ए-ख़िज़्र-ए-सहरा-ए-सुख़न है ख़ामा बे-दिल का
O Ghalib, no fear of straying holds me on the path of verse, For Be-dil's pen, in poetry's desert, is Khizr's guiding staff.
Ghalib states that he has no fear of losing his way in the realm of poetry because Bedil's pen serves as a guiding staff, much like Khizr's, in the vast desert of verse.
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