Ghazal
Fikr Hai Maah Ke Jo Shehar-Badr Karne Ki
फ़िक्र है माह के जो शहर-बदर करने की
This ghazal expresses the anxiety associated with a gathering that could devastate a city. It treats the beloved's mere gaze as a punishment, portraying deep emotional and literary pain. Through experiences of love and separation, it paints a picture of life's transience and the burden of memories.
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1
फ़िक्र है माह के जो शहर-बदर करने की
है सज़ा तुझ पे ये गुस्ताख़ नज़र करने की
If you are worried about the city of the moon, Badr, doing something,
Then let this punishment be of looking at you with such insolence.
If you are worried about the city of the moon, Badr, doing something, then let this punishment be of looking at you with such insolence.
2
कह हदीस आने की उस के जो किया शादी मर्ग
नामा-बर क्या चली थी हम को ख़बर करने की
Oh, how could the tales of your death reach me, oh, who married and perished?
What manner of news was it that you sent to inform us?
Oh, how could the tales of your death reach me, oh, who married and perished? What manner of news was it that you sent to inform us?
3
क्या जली जाती है ख़ूबी ही में अपनी ऐ शम्अ'
कह पतंगे के भी कुछ शाम-ओ-सहर करने की
Does one even burn with their own excellence, O candle?
Let the moth also have some evenings and mornings to spend.
Does one have to burn with their own excellence, O candle? Let the moth also have some evenings and mornings to spend.
4
अब के बरसात ही के ज़िम्मे था आलम का वबाल
मैं तो खाई थी क़सम चश्म के तर करने की
The calamity of the world was due to this rainy season,
But I had taken an oath to quench the thirst of the eyes.
The calamity of the world was due to this rainy season, yet I had taken an oath to quench the thirst of the eyes.
5
फूल कुछ लेते न निकले थे दिल-ए-सद-पारा
तर्ज़ सीखी है मिरे टुकड़े जिगर करने की
The heart, which could not leave without taking some flowers,
Has learned the art of breaking my pieces of the heart.
The heart, which previously could not leave without taking some flowers, has learned the art of breaking my pieces of the heart.
6
उन दिनों निकले है आग़ुश्ता ब-ख़ूँ रातों को
धुन है नाले को कसो दिल में असर करने की
In those days, the nights, filled with the scent of blood, have emerged,
It is the tune of the stream to affect the heart deeply.
In those days, nights scented with blood have emerged, and this tune is in the stream to affect the heart deeply.
7
इश्क़ में तेरे गुज़रती नहीं बिन सर पटके
सूरत इक ये रही है उम्र बसर करने की
In your love, I cannot pass without losing my head,
This single face remains for spending my life.
In your love, I cannot pass without losing my head; this single face remains for me to spend my life.
8
कारवानी है जहाँ उम्र अज़ीज़ अपनी 'मीर'
रह है दरपेश सदा उस को सफ़र करने की
Where is the life that is dear to you, O Meer?
For the door is always open for him to travel.
O Meer, where is the life that is dear to you? For the door is always open for him to travel.
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