Ghazal
Ghalib Ki Ye Dil-khashta Sab-e-hijr Mein Mar Jaaye
ग़ालिब कि ये दिल-ख़स्ता शब-ए-हिज्र में मर जाए
This ghazal expresses a yearning to die from the pangs of love during a night of separation (hijr). The poet compares the current night to a narrative night, noting that the beloved's glance is like a mirror that inflicts countless wounds and then turns away. The poem concludes by wishing that the simple, pure state of life remains, just as the sun rises on the beloved's face every morning.
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ग़ालिब कि ये दिल-ख़स्ता शब-ए-हिज्र में मर जाए
ये रात नहीं वो जो कहानी में गुज़र जाए
Ghalib, in this painful night of separation, may this heart perish,
Not like the night that simply passes in a story's flow.
Shayar Ghalib says that in this painful night of separation, may this heart perish, not like the night that simply passes in a story's flow.
2
है तुर्फ़ा मुफ़त्तिन-निगह उस आइना-रू की
इक पल में करे सैंकड़ों ख़ूँ और मुकर जाए
The mirror of those who are careless in their gaze,
In an instant shows hundreds of wounds, and then turns away.
The mirror of those who are careless in their gaze, in an instant shows hundreds of wounds, and then turns away.
3
ने बुत-कदा है मंज़िल-ए-मक़्सूद न का'बा
जो कोई तलाशी हो तिरा आह किधर जाए
O, the destination is not the Kaaba, but the memory of your sigh; where will the one who searches for it go?
O, the destination is not the Kaaba, but the memory of your sigh; where will the one who searches for it go?
4
हर सुब्ह तो ख़ुर्शीद तिरे मुँह पे चढ़े है
ऐसा न हो ये सादा कहीं जी से उतर जाए
Every morning the sun ascends upon your face,
May this simple grace never leave my life's embrace.
Every morning the sun rises upon your face; may this simple grace never depart from my life.
5
याक़ूत कोई उन को कहे है कोई गुल-बर्ग
टुक होंट हिला तू भी कि इक बात ठहर जाए
Who has told you, O sapphire, that I am a flower-garden?
Just move your lips, let one word pause and linger.
O sapphire, who told you that I am a flower-garden? Just move your lips and let one word pause and linger.
6
हम ताज़ा शहीदों को न आ देखने नाज़ाँ
दामन की तिरी ज़ह कहीं लोहू में न भर जाए
I neither wish to see the fresh martyrs, nor do I want to let your skirt be stained with blood.
I neither wish to see the fresh martyrs, nor do I want your skirt to be stained with blood.
7
गिर्ये को मिरे देख टुक इक शहर के बाहर
इक सत्ह है पानी का जहाँ तक कि नज़र जाए
O, see my appearance, near the city's edge,
A stretch of water visible as far as the eye can see.
O, see my appearance, near the city's edge; there is a continuous stretch of water visible as far as the eye can see.
8
मत बैठ बहुत इश्क़ के आज़ुर्दा दिलों में
नाला कसू मज़लूम का तासीर न कर जाए
Do not sit in the hearts of lovers, so deep and profound,
Lest the misery of the oppressed should spoil your grace and sound.
Do not sit in the hearts of lovers, lest the influence of the oppressed's sorrow spoils your beauty and peace.
9
इस वरते से तख़्ता जो कोई पहुँचे किनारे
तो 'मीर' वतन मेरे भी शायद ये ख़बर जाए
If anyone reaches the shore from this flowing stream,
'Mir' thinks that news of my homeland might also arrive.
If anyone reaches the shore from this flowing stream, 'Mir' thinks that news of my homeland might also arrive.
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