Ghazal
Main Kaun Hoon Ai Hum-nafsaan Sokhta-jaan Hoon
मैं कौन हूँ ऐ हम-नफ़साँ सोख़्ता-जाँ हूँ
This ghazal is a deeply introspective poem, a self-portrait where the poet explores the complexity and depth of his own identity. He speaks of a fire within his heart and a passion that draws him out of concealment. He describes his multifaceted nature, comparing himself to a river's wave and the sun's ray, asserting his vivid and ever-changing presence.
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1
मैं कौन हूँ ऐ हम-नफ़साँ सोख़्ता-जाँ हूँ
इक आग मिरे दिल में है जो शो'ला-फ़िशाँ हूँ
Who am I? I am a self-inflamed soul,
A fire in my heart, a blaze that will unfold.
Who am I? I am a self-inflamed soul. There is a fire in my heart, a blaze that will unfold.
2
लाया है मिरा शौक़ मुझे पर्दे से बाहर
मैं वर्ना वही ख़ल्वती-ए-राज़-ए-निहाँ हूँ
I have brought my passion out from behind the veil;
Otherwise, I remain in the hidden chamber of secrets.
My passion has brought me out from behind the veil; otherwise, I remain in the hidden chamber of secrets.
3
जल्वा है मुझी से लब-ए-दरिय-ए-सुख़न पर
सद-रंग मिरी मौज है मैं तब-ए-रवाँ हूँ
There is a splendor in me, upon the lips of the ocean of poetry,
My wave is of a hundred colors, for I am the ever-flowing current.
There is a splendor in me that shines upon the lips of the ocean of poetry. My wave is of a hundred colors, for I am the ever-flowing current.
4
पंजा है मिरा पंजा-ए-ख़ुर्शीद मैं हर सुब्ह
मैं शाना-सिफ़त साया-ए-रू ज़ुल्फ़-ए-बुताँ हूँ
My paw is the paw of the sun in every morning,
I am the splendid shadow of your face, O hair of the forest.
My paw is like the paw of the sun every morning, and I am the splendid shadow of your face, O hair of the forest.
5
देखा है मुझे जिन ने सो दीवाना है मेरा
मैं बाइ'स-ए-आशुफ़्तगी-ए-तब-ए-जहाँ हूँ
Those who have seen me, they know how mad I am,
I am a devotee of the intoxication of the world's love.
Those who have seen me know how mad I am; I am a devotee of the intoxication of worldly love.
6
तकलीफ़ न कर आह मुझे जुम्बिश-ए-लब की
मैं सद सुख़न-आग़ुश्ता-ब-ख़ूँ ज़ेर-ए-ज़बाँ हूँ
Do not torment me with the mere movement of the lips; I am a treasure of sweet words, hidden beneath my tongue.
Do not torment me with the mere movement of the lips; I am a treasure of sweet words, hidden beneath my tongue.
7
हूँ ज़र्द ग़म-ए-ताज़ा-निहालान-ए-चमन से
उस बाग़-ए-ख़िज़ाँ-दीदा में मैं बर्ग-ए-ख़िज़ाँ हूँ
I am a leaf of autumn in that garden of autumn, from the yellow sorrow of the fresh meadow.
I am a leaf of autumn in that garden of autumn, derived from the yellow sorrow of the fresh meadow.
8
रखती है मुझे ख़्वाहिश-ए-दिल बस-कि परेशाँ
दरपय न हो इस वक़्त ख़ुदा जाने कहाँ हूँ
My heart only desires that you remain undisturbed, for God knows where I am in this moment.
My heart only desires that you remain undisturbed, for God knows where I am in this moment.
9
इक वहम नहीं बेश मिरी हस्ती-ए-मौहूम
उस पर भी तिरी ख़ातिर-ए-नाज़ुक पे गराँ हूँ
Not just a delusion, but my very existence, oh, I am burdened by your delicate favor.
It is not merely an illusion, but my entire existence; I am also weighed down by your delicate favor.
10
ख़ुश-बाशी-ओ-तंज़िया-ओ-तक़द्दुस थे मुझे 'मीर'
अस्बाब पड़े यूँ कि कई रोज़ से याँ हूँ
Fragrant, lively, and sacred were the states I was in, O Mir,
But circumstances have fallen such that I have been here for many days.
The poet says that I was previously in a state of joy, liveliness, and sanctity, but circumstances have fallen such that I have been stuck here for many days.
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