Ghazal
आज क्या हाल है यारब सर-ए-महफ़िल मेरा
In this ghazal, the poet portrays intense romantic vulnerability and emotional turmoil within a gathering, bewailing how the beloved has effortlessly captivated his heart. It captures a profound sense of helplessness and the consuming grief of love that threatens to overwhelm his very existence.
Source: rekhta · HI
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आज क्या हाल है यारब सर-ए-महफ़िल मेरा
कि निकाले लिए जाता है कोई दिल मेरा
What a state is mine, O Lord, in the midst of this assembly, that someone is tearing out and bearing away this heart of mine!
O Lord, what a state is mine today in the midst of this gathering, that someone is pulling out my heart and taking it away.
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सोज़-ए-ग़म देख न बरबाद हो हासिल मेरा
दिल की तस्वीर है हर आईना-ए-दिल मेरा
Behold the burning grief, lest the harvest of my life be laid to waste; an image of the heart reflects in every mirror of my heart.
Look at the burning of my sorrow lest my entire life's harvest be ruined, for every mirror of my heart reflects only the image of my own heart.
3
सुब्ह तक हिज्र में क्या जानिए क्या होता है
शाम ही से मिरे क़ाबू में नहीं दिल मेरा
Who knows what this night of parting will bring before the dawn, when from the very fall of dusk, my heart is beyond my control.
Who knows what will become of me until morning in this pain of separation, when my heart has slipped out of my control right from the evening.
4
मिल गई इश्क़ में ईज़ा-तलबी से राहत
ग़म है अब जान मिरी दर्द है अब दिल मेरा
In love, from seeking torment I have found relief at last: grief is now my very soul, and pain has become my heart.
In love, I have found peace through seeking suffering; now sorrow has become my very life and pain has become my heart.
5
पाया जाता है तिरी शोख़ी-ए-रफ़्तार का रंग
काश पहलू में धड़कता ही रहे दिल मेरा
In its flutter is traced the playful charm of your swift stride; / Would that my heart continue to beat forever in my side.
The lively charm of your swift gait is reflected in the beating of my heart; I wish that my heart keeps beating in my chest just like this forever.
6
हाए उस मर्द की क़िस्मत जो हुआ दिल का शरीक
हाए उस दिल का मुक़द्दर जो बना दिल मेरा
Alas, the fate of that man who became a partner to the heart; alas, the destiny of that heart which came to be mine.
Pity the fate of that man who became a companion to this heart, and pity the destiny of that heart which happened to be mine.
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कुछ खटकता तो है पहलू में मिरे रह रह कर
अब ख़ुदा जाने तिरी याद है या दिल मेरा
Something keeps pricking in my breast time and again; now God alone knows whether it is your memory or this heart of mine.
Something keeps pricking in my chest time and again, and now God only knows whether it is your memory or my own heart.
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