Ghazal
ज़मीर-ए-लाला मय-ए-लाल से हुआ लबरेज़
This ghazal describes the intoxicating effect of love, stating that Laila's conscience has become intoxicated by the wine of love. With the mere hint of love, the Sufi broke their restraint, and love spread its elaborate spread. The poet suggests that the mere glance of the beloved is enough to create a tumultuous chaos in the lover's life.
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ज़मीर-ए-लाला मय-ए-लाल से हुआ लबरेज़
इशारा पाते ही सूफ़ी ने तोड़ दी परहेज़
The heart of the Nectar of the Lily, intoxicated by the Wine of the Beloved,
As soon as a signal was given, the Sufi broke his restraint.
The heart of the lily, intoxicated by the wine of the beloved, broke its restraint as soon as a signal was given. (Or: The soul/heart, intoxicated by the wine of the beloved, broke its restraint upon receiving a signal.)
2
बिछाई है जो कहीं इश्क़ ने बिसात अपनी
किया है उस ने फ़क़ीरों को वारिस-ए-परवेज़
Wherever love has spread its mat,
It has made the fakirs heirs to paradise.
Wherever love has spread its mat, it has made the fakirs heirs to paradise.
3
पुराने हैं ये सितारे फ़लक भी फ़र्सूदा
जहाँ वो चाहिए मुझ को कि हो अभी नौ-ख़ेज़
These stars are old, the sky too is worn out, / Where I want them to be, let them be newly fashioned.
These stars are old, and the sky itself is worn out, but where I desire them, let them be newly fashioned.
4
किसे ख़बर है कि हंगामा-ए-नशूर है क्या
तिरी निगाह की गर्दिश है मेरी रुस्ता-ख़ेज़
Who knows what a commotion, a frenzy, is,
Is it the sway of your glance, which is my wanderer?
Who knows what a commotion or frenzy is, is it the sway of your glance that is causing me to wander?
5
न छीन लज़्ज़त-ए-आह-ए-सहर-गही मुझ से
न कर निगह से तग़ाफ़ुल को इल्तिफ़ात आमेज़
Do not snatch the pleasure of this dawn's sigh from me,
Nor let your glance ignore this affectionate grace.
Do not snatch the pleasure of this dawn's sigh from me, nor let your glance ignore this affectionate grace.
6
दिल-ए-ग़मीं के मुआफ़िक़ नहीं है मौसम-ए-गुल
सदा-ए-मुर्ग़-ए-चमन है बहुत नशात अंगेज़
The season of blossoms is not suited to a grieving heart;
The call of the cuckoo in the garden is too intoxicated with joy.
The season of blossoms is not suited to a grieving heart; the call of the cuckoo in the garden is too intoxicated with joy.
7
हदीस-ए-बे-ख़बराँ है तू बा ज़माना ब-साज़
ज़माना बा तो न साज़द तू बा ज़माना सातेज़
You are a tune, a mere mimic of the world's fashion; you are a mere imitator of the era, and the era itself is the master musician.
You are a mere tune, a mimic of the world's fashion; you are merely an imitator of the era, and the era itself is the master musician.
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