Ghazal
ज़माना आया है बे-हिजाबी का आम दीदार-ए-यार होगा
The ghazal describes a time of profound change, signaling an era where the previous constraints and veils of modesty are lifted. It suggests that the secrets and emotions once kept private will now be openly revealed. The poem speaks of a world where the atmosphere of abstinence and secrecy is replaced by an open, joyous, and unrestrained celebration, signifying a complete transformation of life and love.
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ज़माना आया है बे-हिजाबी का आम दीदार-ए-यार होगा
सुकूत था पर्दा-दार जिस का वो राज़ अब आश्कार होगा
An era has dawned, of unveiled sight, where the beloved's glimpse will be seen;
The secret that was veiled, of one who wore the curtain, will now be revealed.
An era has arrived where the beloved's sight will be seen openly, and the secret that was hidden behind the curtain will now be revealed.
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गुज़र गया अब वो दौर साक़ी कि छुप के पीते थे पीने वाले
बनेगा सारा जहान मय-ख़ाना हर कोई बादा-ख़्वार होगा
The era when the drinkers secretly drank from the cupbearer has passed; now, the whole world will become a tavern, and everyone will be a drinker.
The era when the drinkers secretly drank from the cupbearer has passed; now, the whole world will become a tavern, and everyone will be a drinker.
3
कभी जो आवारा-ए-जुनूँ थे वो बस्तियों में फिर आ बसेंगे
बरहना-पाई वही रहेगी मगर नया ख़ार-ज़ार होगा
Those who were once wanderers of madness will settle in the settlements,
The bare-foot woman will remain, but the new market will arise.
Those who were once wanderers of madness will settle in the settlements. The bare-foot woman will remain, but a new market will arise.
4
सुना दिया गोश-ए-मुंतज़िर को हिजाज़ की ख़ामुशी ने आख़िर
जो अहद सहराइयों से बाँधा गया था फिर उस्तुवार होगा
The silence of Hijaz has finally told the eager ear,
That the promise which was bound by the deserts will now be fulfilled.
The silence of Hijaz has finally told the eager ear that the promise which was bound by the deserts will now be fulfilled.
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निकल के सहरा से जिस ने रूमा की सल्तनत को उलट दिया था
सुना है ये क़ुदसियों से मैं ने वो शेर फिर होशियार होगा
The one who left the desert and overturned the kingdom of Roma,
I have heard from the sacred ones that those lions will be alert again.
The one who left the desert and overturned the kingdom of Roma, I have heard from the sacred ones that those lions will be alert again.
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किया मिरा तज़्किरा जो साक़ी ने बादा-ख़्वारों की अंजुमन में
तो पीर-ए-मय-ख़ाना सुन के कहने लगा कि मुँह फट है ख़ार होगा
If the cupbearer mentioned my praise in the gathering of wine-drinkers, the master of intoxication said, 'Your mouth is foul; thorns will emerge.'
If the cupbearer mentioned my praise in the gathering of wine-drinkers, the master of intoxication said, 'Your mouth is foul; thorns will emerge.'
7
दयार-ए-मग़रिब के रहने वालो ख़ुदा की बस्ती दुकाँ नहीं है
खरा जिसे तुम समझ रहे हो वो अब ज़र-ए-कम-अयार होगा
O dwellers of the Maghrib's grace, this abode of God is no marketplace; what you deem true will soon become worthless dust.
O dwellers of the Maghrib's grace, this abode of God is no marketplace; what you consider true will soon become worthless.
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तुम्हारी तहज़ीब अपने ख़ंजर से आप ही ख़ुद-कुशी करेगी
जो शाख़-ए-नाज़ुक पे आशियाना बनेगा ना-पाएदार होगा
Your refinement will commit suicide by your own dagger;
Any nest built upon delicate branches will be unstable.
Your refinement will commit suicide by its own dagger; any nest built upon delicate branches will be unstable.
9
सफ़ीना-ए-बर्ग-ए-गुल बना लेगा क़ाफ़िला मोर-ए-ना-तावाँ का
हज़ार मौजों की हो कशाकश मगर ये दरिया से पार होगा
A caravan will make a ship from the petal of a rose, a procession of the peacock's grace; Though it is a pond of a thousand waves, yet it will cross this river.
A caravan will make a ship from the petal of a rose, a procession of the peacock's grace; Though it is a pond of a thousand waves, yet it will cross this river.
10
चमन में लाला दिखाता फिरता है दाग़ अपना कली कली को
ये जानता है कि इस दिखावे से दिल-जलों में शुमार होगा
In the garden, the rose displays its own stain upon every bud,
Knowing that this pretense will be counted among the heart-sufferers.
In the garden, the rose displays its own stain upon every bud, knowing that this pretense will be counted among the heart-sufferers.
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जो एक था ऐ निगाह तू ने हज़ार कर के हमें दिखाया
यही अगर कैफ़ियत है तेरी तो फिर किसे ए'तिबार होगा
The one glance that was, you multiplied it to a thousand, showing us so,
If this is your manner, then whom can we trust, my dear?
The glance that was once singular, you multiplied it into a thousand, showing us this. If this is your way, then whom can we trust?
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कहा जो क़मरी से मैं ने इक दिन यहाँ के आज़ाद पा-ब-गिल हैं
तो ग़ुंचे कहने लगे हमारे चमन का ये राज़दार होगा
When I spoke of the liberated, dew-kissed meadow here, from the moonlit stream, the ones started saying that this secret guardian of our garden would be.
When I spoke of the liberated, dew-kissed meadow here, from the moonlit stream, the flowers started saying that this secret guardian of our garden would be.
13
ख़ुदा के आशिक़ तो हैं हज़ारों बनों में फिरते हैं मारे मारे
मैं उस का बंदा बनूँगा जिस को ख़ुदा के बंदों से प्यार होगा
Thousands are lovers of God, wandering in various forms, suffering and struggling,
I shall become the servant of one who will love the servants of God.
There are thousands of lovers of God who wander in various forms, suffering and struggling. I will become the servant of one who will love the servants of God.
14
ये रस्म-ए-बरहम फ़ना है ऐ दिल गुनाह है जुम्बिश-ए-नज़र भी
रहेगी क्या आबरू हमारी जो तू यहाँ बे-क़रार होगा
This ritual of cruelty is ephemeral, O heart, even the slightest glance is a sin.
Will our honor remain, when you are restless here?
This ritual of cruelty is ephemeral, O heart; even the slightest movement of the gaze is a sin. What will remain of our honor when you are restless here?
15
मैं ज़ुल्मत-ए-शब में ले के निकलूँगा अपने दरमाँदा कारवाँ को
शह निशाँ होगी आह मेरी नफ़स मिरा शो'ला बार होगा
In the darkness of the night, I will take out my caravan of memories;
My sigh will be the sign, and my breath will be the flame.
In the darkness of the night, I will take out my caravan of memories; my sigh will be the sign, and my breath will be the flame.
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नहीं है ग़ैर-अज़ नुमूद कुछ भी जो मुद्दआ तेरी ज़िंदगी का
तू इक नफ़स में जहाँ से मिटना तुझे मिसाल-ए-शरार होगा
There is nothing in your life's claim that is not foreign,
To vanish from you in one breath, you would be a sign of mischief.
There is nothing in the claim of your life that is foreign; to vanish from you in one breath, you would be an example of mischief.
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न पूछ 'इक़बाल' का ठिकाना अभी वही कैफ़ियत है उस की
कहीं सर-ए-रहगुज़ार बैठा सितम-कश-ए-इंतिज़ार होगा
Do not ask about Iqbal's dwelling place; it is still the same condition,
Somewhere on the path of life, there will be a tyrant of waiting.
Do not ask about Iqbal's dwelling place; its condition is still the same, that somewhere on the path of life, there will be a tyrant of waiting.
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