Ghazal
क्या कहूँ कैसा सितम ग़फ़लत से मुझ पर हो गया
This ghazal describes the suffering inflicted by separation and fate. The poet questions the cruel injustice that befell him through carelessness. It speaks of how his path of love became lost in a slumber, reflecting the uncertainty of life and the wanderings of the heart in the search for love.
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क्या कहूँ कैसा सितम ग़फ़लत से मुझ पर हो गया
क़ाफ़िला जाता रहा मैं सुब्ह होते सो गया
What shall I say, what cruel fate has fallen upon me by heedlessness? I kept going along, and fell asleep as dawn broke.
What shall I say, what cruel fate has fallen upon me due to heedlessness? The procession kept moving, and I fell asleep as dawn broke.
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बे-कसी मुद्दत तलक बरसा की अपनी गोर पर
जो हमारी ख़ाक पर से हो के गुज़रा रो गया
For some long time, let the rain fall upon my body,
If you pass over me, even on my ashes, weeping.
For a long time, let the rain fall upon my grave, if you passed over me, even on my ashes, weeping.
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कुछ ख़तरनाकी तरीक़-ए-इश्क़ में पिन्हाँ नहीं
खप गया वो राह-रौ इस राह हो कर जो गया
In the path of love, danger is not hidden,
He spent his life's journey on the path he took.
On the path of love, danger is not hidden, and he spent his entire life's journey on the path he chose.
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मुद्दआ' जो है सो वो पाया नहीं जाता कहीं
एक आलम जुस्तुजू में जी को अपने खो गया
The wish that is desired, cannot be found anywhere,
In the quest for a world, my life has been lost.
The wish that is desired cannot be found anywhere; in the quest for a world, my life has been lost.
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'मीर' हर-यक मौज में है ज़ुल्फ़ ही का सा दिमाग़
जब से वो दरिया पे आ कर बाल अपने धो गया
In every wave, the mind is like tresses of hair,
Since she washed her locks upon the river's flair.
The Shayar says that since she washed her hair upon the river, her mind has become like tresses in every wave.
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