Ghazal
Nale Ka Aj Dil Se Phir Lab Talak Guzar Hai
नाले का आज दिल से फिर लब तलक गुज़र है
This ghazal explores a deep emotional state of separation and intense love. The poet describes a stream-like flow of emotion that passes from the heart to the lips, reflecting feelings of longing and uncertainty in love. Overall, the poem muses on the fleeting nature of life and the emotional turmoil associated with love.
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नाले का आज दिल से फिर लब तलक गुज़र है
टक गोश रखियो ईधर साथ उस के कुछ ख़बर है
The river of my heart has flowed to my lips today; keep watch over me, for there is news of him/her.
The river of my heart has flowed from my heart to my lips today; keep watch over me, as there is news of him/her.
2
ऐ हुब्ब-ए-जाह वालो जो आज ताजवर है
कल उस को देखियो तुम ने ताज है न सर है
O you lovers of vanity, who are triumphant today,
Tomorrow, when you see, you will find neither crown nor head.
O you lovers of vanity, who are triumphant today, tomorrow, when you see them, you will find neither crown nor head.
3
अब की हवा-ए-गुल में सैराबी है निहायत
जू-ए-चमन पे सब्ज़ा मिज़्गान-ए-चश्म-ए-तर है
In the current air of roses, there is an overwhelming intoxication; upon the lawn, the fresh greenness is the decoration of the eye.
In the current air of roses, there is an overwhelming intoxication; upon the lawn, the fresh greenness is the decoration of the eye.
4
ऐ हम-सफ़ीर-ए-बे-गुल किस को दिमाग़-ए-नाला
मुद्दत हुई हमारी मिंक़ार-ए-ज़ेर पर है
Oh, my beloved, who is the owner of the heart's deepest sorrow,
It has been an age since you ignored me, standing near.
Oh, my companion/traveler, who possesses the heart's deepest sorrow, tell me—how long has it been since you ignored me while standing nearby?
5
शम-ए-अख़ीर-ए-शब हूँ सन सर-गुज़श्त मेरी
फिर सुब्ह होते तक तो क़िस्सा ही मुख़्तसर है
I am the final breath of the night, my head has passed by;
Until the morning comes, the story remains brief.
I am the final breath of the night, my head has passed by; until the morning comes, the story remains brief.
6
अब रहम पर उसी के मौक़ूफ़ है कि याँ तो
नय अश्क में सरायत नय आह में असर है
Now it is dependent upon his mercy, that either in new tears there is a solace, or in a new sigh there is an effect.
Now it is dependent on his mercy whether there is solace in new tears or an effect in a new sigh.
7
तू ही ज़माम अपनी नाके तुड़ा कि मजनूँ
मुद्दत से नक़्श-ए-पा के मानिंद राह पर है
O, you who are the world, did you break your nose, O Majnun? / For a long time, it has been like a path marked by your feet.
O, you who are the world, did you break your nose, O Majnun? For a long time, it has been like a path marked by your feet.
8
हम मस्त-ए-इश्क़ वाइ'ज़ बे-हेच भी नहीं हैं
ग़ाफ़िल जो बे-ख़बर हैं कुछ उन को भी ख़बर है
We are intoxicated by love, yet not careless in nature,
Even those who are unaware, we know they are aware.
We are intoxicated by love, yet not careless in nature. We suspect that even those who are unaware might actually know.
9
अब फिर हमारा इस का महशर में माजरा है
देखें तो उस जगह क्या इंसाफ़ दाद-गर है
Now, what a scene awaits us in this assembly,
Let's see what justice that place provides.
Now, what a scene awaits us in this assembly; let's see what justice that place provides.
10
आफ़त-रसीदा हम क्या सर खींचें उस चमन में
जों नख़्ल-ए-ख़ुश्क हम को नय साया नय समर है
What use is it for us to draw a curtain in that garden, having endured calamity, where the branches of your grace offer neither new shade nor new joy?
What use is it for us, who have faced calamity, to draw a curtain in that garden, where the branches of your grace offer neither new shade nor new joy?
11
कर 'मीर' उस ज़मीं में और इक ग़ज़ल तो मौज़ूँ
है हर्फ़-ज़न क़लम भी अब तब्अ' भी इधर है
O Meer, in that land, another ghazal is composed,
The letter-craft pen, even the rhythm, is now here.
O Meer, in that land, another ghazal is composed. Both the art of letters and the rhythm are now here.
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