Ghazal
Kiya Main Ne Ro Kar Fishar-e-gareebaan
किया मैं ने रो कर फ़िशार-ए-गरेबाँ
This ghazal expresses the profound pain of separation and yearning, describing the poet's heart, which is fragile and consumed by loneliness. The poet is deeply immersed in the memories of his beloved's closeness and love, repeatedly feeling the anguish caused by the distances. It is a lament about the emotional wounds inflicted by separation.
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1
किया मैं ने रो कर फ़िशार-ए-गरेबाँ
रग-ए-अब्र था तार-तार-ए-गरेबाँ
Having cried, I broke the spring of the stranger's heart,
The vein of the cloud was ripped by the stranger's whim.
Having cried, I broke the pressure (spring) of the stranger's heart, and the vein of the cloud was ripped by the stranger's whim.
2
कहीं दस्त-ए-चालाक नाख़ुन न लागे
कि सीना है क़ुर्ब-ओ-जवार-ए-गरेबाँ
Lest the clever fingernails touch,
This chest, which is the closeness and sorrow of the stranger.
Lest the hand of clever fingernails touch this chest, which holds the proximity and sorrow of the stranger.
3
निशाँ अश्क-ए-ख़ूनीं के उड़ते चले हैं
ख़िज़ाँ हो चली है बहार-ए-गरेबाँ
The tracks of bloody tears have flown away,
Autumn has arrived where spring was once stranger.
The signs of bloody tears have flown away, and autumn has arrived where spring was once a stranger.
4
जुनूँ तेरी मिन्नत है मुझ पर कि तू ने
न रक्खा मिरे सर पे बार-ए-गरेबाँ
Your plea is madness upon me, that you did not place the weight of strangers upon my head.
Your plea is madness upon me, that you did not place the burden of strangers upon my head.
5
ज़ियारत करूँ दिल से ख़स्ता-जिगर की
कहाँ होगी यारब मज़ार-ए-गरेबाँ
From the heart, I visit the withered-liver's grave,
Where can the beloved's grave be found?
From the heart, I visit the grave of the withered-liver, but where can the beloved's grave be found?
6
कहीं जाए ये दौर-ए-दामन भी जल्दी
कि आख़िर हुआ रोज़गार-ए-गरेबाँ
Oh, how quickly this era of companionship passes,
For finally, the livelihood of a stranger has begun.
The Shayar says that this era of companionship will also pass quickly, since the livelihood in a foreign land has finally begun.
7
फिरूँ 'मीर' उर्यां न दामन का ग़म हो
न बाक़ी रहे ख़ार-ख़ार-ए-गरेबाँ
O Mir, let the sorrow of the lap not remain,
Nor should the thorns of the stranger remain.
O Mir, let the sorrow of the lap not remain, and may the thorns of the stranger also depart.
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