Ghazal
जुज़ जुर्म-ए-इश्क़ कोई भी साबित किया गुनाह
This ghazal suggests that the crime of love is not a crime at all. The poet describes the deep pain and memories associated with the beloved's absence, which feel like a dawn (tulu' e-khurshid) even during the night of union. The verses conclude by expressing how the beloved's mere glance leaves a profound wound on the heart.
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1
जुज़ जुर्म-ए-इश्क़ कोई भी साबित किया गुनाह
नाहक़ हमारी जान ली अच्छे हो वाह वाह
Whatever the crime of love you prove, whatever sin you allege,
Our life was taken by you, may you be well, bravo, bravo.
Whatever the sin of love you prove, you have taken our life; bravo, bravo, you are good.
2
अब कैसा चाक चाक हो दिल उस के हिज्र में
गुथ्थवाँ तो लख़्त-ए-दिल से निकलती है मेरी आह
What kind of ache does the heart feel in separation from that beloved?
My sigh emerges from the sheet of the heart, like a thread.
What kind of ache does the heart feel in separation from that beloved? My sigh emerges from the sheet of the heart, like a thread.
3
शाम शब-ए-विसाल हुई याँ कि इस तरफ़
होने लगा तुलूअ' ही ख़ुर्शीद रू-सियाह
Has the evening become the night of union, or is the sun starting to shine in the west?
Has the evening become the night of union, or is the sun starting to shine in the west?
4
गुज़रा मैं उस सुलूक से देखा न कर मुझे
बर्छी सी लाग जा है जिगर में तिरी निगाह
Having passed through that manner, do not look at me; your gaze has struck my heart like a small splinter.
The Shayar says that having passed through that manner, do not look at me; your gaze has struck my heart like a small splinter.
5
दामान-ओ-जेब चाक ख़राबी-ओ-ख़स्तगी
उन से तिरे फ़िराक़ में हम ने किया निबाह
The mere existence of the purse and the pocket, the disorder and the tatteredness,
In your absence, we maintained ourselves with these things.
From the mere existence of the purse and the pocket, the disorder and the tatteredness, in your absence, we maintained ourselves with these things.
6
बेताबियों को सौंप न देना कहीं मुझे
ऐ सब्र मैं ने आन के ली है तिरी पनाह
Do not entrust me to your restless desires,
For I have come to your refuge with patience.
Oh patience, do not entrust me to your restless desires, for I have come to your refuge with patience.
7
ख़ूँ-बस्ता बारे रहने लगी अब तो ये मिज़ा
आँसू की बूँद जिस से टपकती थी गाह गाह
The lashes, whence a teardrop used to fall,
Are now, alas, forever caked with gore.
This disposition/temperament has now become blood-stained, and it is a sigh (grief) that drips from a tear drop.
8
गुल से शगुफ़्ता दाग़ दिखाता हूँ तेरे तीं
गर मुवाफ़क़त करे है तनिक मुझ से साल-ओ-माह
I show the stain blossomed by the rose to you,
If you agree to just a year and a month with me.
I show the stain blossomed by the rose to you, if you agree to just a year and a month with me.
9
गर मना मुझ को करते हैं तेरी गली से लोग
क्यूँकर न जाऊँ मुझ को तो मरना है ख़्वा-मख़्वाह
People who pass by your lane, they say, 'Oh, I cannot bear it,'
Why shouldn't I go, for I am already dying for you's love's sake.
People who pass by your lane say, 'Oh, I cannot bear it,' so why shouldn't I go, since I am already dying for your love's sake.
10
नाहक़ उलझ पड़ा है ये मुझ से तरीक़-ए-इश्क़
जाता था 'मीर' में तो चला अपनी राह राह
My path of love has become entangled with injustice,
'Meer', if I left, I would follow my own way.
My path of love has become entangled with injustice; Meer says that if I left, I would follow my own way.
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