Ghazal
हमारे आगे तिरा जब किसू ने नाम लिया
This ghazal portrays the intense agony of unrequited love and the profound vulnerability of a wounded heart. It captures how the mere mention of the beloved's name revives overwhelming sorrow and a deep, enduring longing.
Source: rekhta · HI
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1
हमारे आगे तिरा जब किसू ने नाम लिया
दिल-ए-सितम-ज़दा को हम ने थाम थाम लिया
Whenever someone uttered your name before me, I held fast to this bruised, tormented heart.
Whenever someone took your name in front of me, I had to hold back and console my suffering, tormented heart.
2
क़सम जो खाइए तो ताला-ए-ज़ुलेख़ा की
अज़ीज़-ए-मिस्र का भी साहब इक ग़ुलाम लिया
If swear you must, swear by the fortune of Zulaikha— / Sir, she claimed as her prize even the slave of Egypt's lord.
If you must swear an oath, swear by the good fortune of Zulaikha, who even won over and made the slave of Egypt's ruler her own.
3
ख़राब रहते थे मस्जिद के आगे मय-ख़ाने
निगाह-ए-मस्त ने साक़ी की इंतिक़ाम लिया
Before the mosque, the taverns once lay desolate in despair; the Saqi's intoxicating glance has now avenged them there.
Taverns used to lie deserted in front of the mosque, but the intoxicating glance of the cupbearer has taken revenge.
4
वो कज-रविश न मिला रास्ते में मुझ से कभी
न सीधी तरह से उन ने मिरा सलाम लिया
That crooked walker never met me upon the path, nor ever took my greeting in a straightforward way.
That crooked-natured beloved never crossed paths with me on the way, nor did they ever accept my greeting in a direct or straightforward manner.
5
मज़ा दिखावेंगे बे-रहमी का तिरी सय्याद
गर इज़्तिराब-ए-असीरी ने ज़ेर-ए-दाम लिया
We shall show you the taste of your own cruelty, O hunter, should the restless agony of captivity seize us beneath the snare.
O hunter, if the restless agony of imprisonment grips me beneath your net, I will make you taste the consequences of your cruelty.
6
मिरे सलीक़े से मेरी निभी मोहब्बत में
तमाम उम्र मैं नाकामियों से काम लिया
Through my own poise and grace, I saw love's journey through; all my life, with failures, I managed and made do.
In love, I managed to endure only because of my tact and composure; all my life, I carried on by making do with my failures.
7
अगरचे गोशा-गुज़ीं हूँ मैं शाइरों में 'मीर'
प मेरे शोर ने रू-ए-ज़मीं तमाम लिया
Though I dwell secluded in a quiet corner among poets, O Mir, yet the clamor of my verse has conquered the entire face of the earth.
Although I live secluded in a corner among poets, O Mir, the clamor and fame of my verse has encompassed the entire face of the earth.
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