Ghazal
दिगर-गूँ है जहाँ तारों की गर्दिश तेज़ है साक़ी
This ghazal is a lament of a wandering and distressed heart, pleading with the 'Saqi' (cupbearer/divine intoxication) for healing its deep emotional and spiritual wounds. The poet observes that everywhere in the world, the whirl of stars is restless, yet his own heart bears the wound of despair. He laments that the sweetness of faith and knowledge has been lost, and the cure for his heart's ailment can only come from the Saqi's intoxicating grace.
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दिगर-गूँ है जहाँ तारों की गर्दिश तेज़ है साक़ी
दिल-ए-हर-ज़र्रा में ग़ोग़ा-ए-रुस्ता-ख़े़ज़ है साक़ी
Oh Saqi, where the dust of stars whirls intensely, oh Saqi,
In every particle of the heart, the intoxication of Ruasta-Khez resides, oh Saqi.
Oh Saqi, where the dust of stars swirls intensely, oh Saqi, in every particle of the heart, the intoxication of Ruasta-Khez resides, oh Saqi.
2
मता-ए-दीन-ओ-दानिश लुट गई अल्लाह-वालों की
ये किस काफ़िर-अदा का ग़म्ज़ा-ए-ख़ूँ-रेज़ है साक़ी
The pleasure of religion and wisdom has been plundered from the people of Allah; oh Saqi (cupbearer), whose agony of blood is this, from whom has the art of the disbeliever taken away?
The pleasure of religion and wisdom has been plundered from the people of Allah; oh Saqi (cupbearer), whose agony of blood is this, from whom has the art of the disbeliever taken away?
3
वही देरीना बीमारी वही ना-मोहकमी दिल की
इलाज इस का वही आब-ए-नशात-अंगेज़ है साक़ी
The same delay, the same illness, the same captivating heart,
Only this elixir of intoxication, O cupbearer, can heal it.
O cupbearer, the cure for this same delay and this same ailment of the heart is only this intoxicating elixir.
4
हरम के दिल में सोज़-ए-आरज़ू पैदा नहीं होता
कि पैदाई तिरी अब तक हिजाब-आमेज़ है साक़ी
In the heart of a harem, the yearning for desire is not born,
For your birth, O cupbearer, is still shrouded in a veil.
In the heart of a harem, the yearning for desire is not born, for your birth, O cupbearer, is still shrouded in a veil.
5
न उट्ठा फिर कोई 'रूमी' अजम के लाला-ज़ारों से
वही आब-ओ-गिल-ए-ईराँ वही तबरेज़ है साक़ी
No one else rises from the fountains of the pomegranate's sap, O Rumi; only the spring of Iran, only Tabriz, O cupbearer.
O Rumi, no one else rises from the fountains of the pomegranate's sap; only the spring of Iran, only Tabriz, O cupbearer.
6
नहीं है ना-उमीद 'इक़बाल' अपनी किश्त-ए-वीराँ से
ज़रा नम हो तो ये मिट्टी बहुत ज़रख़ेज़ है साक़ी
O Saqi, this patch of barren land is not without hope,
If it gets a little moisture, this soil is very fertile.
O Saqi, do not despair regarding your patch of barren land; if it gets a little moisture, this soil is very fertile.
7
फ़क़ीर-ए-राह को बख़्शे गए असरार-ए-सुल्तानी
बहा मेरी नवा की दौलत-ए-परवेज़ है साक़ी
The secrets of royalty were bestowed upon the ascetic of the path; O cupbearer, my praise is the wealth of the brave.
The secrets of royalty were bestowed upon the ascetic of the path; O cupbearer, my praise is the wealth of the brave.
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