Ghazal
आँखों का था क़ुसूर न दिल का क़ुसूर था
This ghazal reflects on introspective regret and tragic downfall, acknowledging that one's suffering stems not from the heart or eyes, but from one's own blinding pride. It evokes a somber emotional tone, portraying how life's initial radiance was inevitably overshadowed by sorrow and misfortune.
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आँखों का था क़ुसूर न दिल का क़ुसूर था
आया जो मेरे सामने मेरा ग़ुरूर था
Neither the eyes were to blame, nor was the heart at fault; that which stood before me was merely my own pride.
Neither my eyes were at fault nor was my heart to blame; whatever appeared before me was merely my own pride.
2
तारीक मिस्ल-ए-आह जो आँखों का नूर था
क्या सुब्ह ही से शाम-ए-बला का ज़ुहूर था
As dark as a sigh became that very light of the eyes; did the evening of calamity manifest right from sunrise?
That which was the light of the eyes became as dark as a sigh; had the evening of misfortune manifested right from the morning itself?
3
वो थे न मुझ से दूर न मैं उन से दूर था
आता न था नज़र तो नज़र का क़ुसूर था
Neither were they far from me, nor far from them was I; if they remained unseen, the fault belonged to my own eye.
Neither were they far from me nor was I far from them; if they were not visible, it was the fault of my own sight.
4
हर वक़्त इक ख़ुमार था हर दम सुरूर था
बोतल बग़ल में थी कि दिल-ए-ना-सुबूर था
An intoxication reigned each moment, every breath held sweet delight; was it a wine flask by my side, or a restless heart's plight?
Every moment there was an intoxication and a continuous delight; it was unclear whether a bottle of wine was tucked beside me or it was just my restless heart.
5
कोई तो दर्दमंद-ए-दिल-ए-ना-सुबूर था
माना कि तुम न थे कोई तुम सा ज़रूर था
Someone surely felt compassion for this restless heart; granted it was not you, yet someone just like you it was.
There was certainly someone who felt for this restless heart; granted it was not you, but it was definitely someone just like you.
6
लगते ही ठेस टूट गया साज़-ए-आरज़ू
मिलते ही आँख शीशा-ए-दिल चूर चूर था
At the slightest touch, the lute of longing broke; no sooner did our eyes meet than the glass of the heart shattered to pieces.
With just a slight blow the instrument of desires broke, and as soon as our eyes met, the glass of the heart was shattered into pieces.
7
ऐसा कहाँ बहार में रंगीनियों का जोश
शामिल किसी का ख़ून-ए-तमन्ना ज़रूर था
Where could spring on its own possess such vibrant, passionate hues? Surely the blood of someone's slain desire was mingled too.
Spring alone could not have had such intense and passionate colors; surely the blood of someone's slain desires was mingled in it.
8
साक़ी की चश्म-ए-मस्त का क्या कीजिए बयान
इतना सुरूर था कि मुझे भी सुरूर था
How can one ever describe the intoxicating eyes of the cupbearer? Such was the ecstasy in that gaze, that I, too, was intoxicated.
How can the intoxicating eyes of the cupbearer be described? There was so much intoxication in them that I, too, became intoxicated.
9
पलटी जो रास्ते ही से ऐ आह-ए-ना-मुराद
ये तो बता कि बाब-ए-असर कितनी दूर था
Turning back halfway along the road, O unfulfilled sigh, tell me at least: how far was the door of answered prayer?
O unfulfilled sigh, since you turned back right from the way, at least tell me how far the door of effect (acceptance) was.
10
जिस दिल को तुम ने लुत्फ़ से अपना बना लिया
उस दिल में इक छुपा हुआ नश्तर ज़रूर था
The heart you claimed as your own with tender grace and art, must surely have concealed a hidden lancet in its heart.
The heart that you made your own through your kindness and grace surely harbored a hidden lancet inside it.
11
उस चश्म-ए-मय-फ़रोश से कोई न बच सका
सब को ब-क़दर-ए-हौसला-ए-दिल सुरूर था
None could escape the spell of those wine-dispensing eyes; each found intoxication in measure of their heart's capacity.
No one could escape the effect of those wine-dispensing eyes; everyone felt intoxicated according to the capacity of their heart.
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देखा था कल 'जिगर' को सर-ए-राह-ए-मय-कदा
इस दर्जा पी गया था कि नश्शे में चूर था
Yesterday I caught sight of Jigar upon the tavern's road; he had drunk to such excess that he was utterly shattered in intoxication.
Yesterday I saw Jigar on the street leading to the tavern; he had drunk so excessively that he was utterly lost in intoxication.
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