Ghazal
Idhar Aa Kar Shikar-Afghan Hamara
इधर आ कर शिकार-अफ़्गन हमारा
This ghazal is a poem that expresses the emotions of love and separation. The speaker awaits the arrival of the beloved and describes their feelings in a mysterious and playful manner. It portrays the deep experience of romance and intense love.
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1
इधर आ कर शिकार-अफ़्गन हमारा
मुशब्बक कर गया है तन हमारा
By coming here, the Afghan's hunt has made my body captive.
By coming here, the Afghan hunter has made my body captive.
2
गरेबाँ से रहा कोतह तो फिर है
हमारे हाथ में दामन हमारा
If the police have no grasp on the matter, then the curtain remains in our hands.
If the police have no grasp on the matter, then the curtain remains in our hands.
3
गए जों शम्अ' उस मज्लिस में जितने
सभों पर हाल है रौशन हमारा
All those who left that gathering, how bright our condition appears to all.
To all those who left that gathering, how bright our condition appears.
4
बला जिस चश्म को कहते हैं मर्दुम
वो है ऐन-ए-बला मस्कन हमारा
The ailment that they call the 'condition of the people' (the suffering),
Is, indeed, the abode of our great affliction.
The ailment that people call the 'condition' (the suffering) is, in fact, the dwelling place of our great affliction.
5
हुआ रोने से राज़-ए-दोस्ती फ़ाश
हमारा गिर्या था दुश्मन हमारा
From weeping, the secret of friendship was revealed,
Our tears were for the enemy, our foe.
From weeping, the secret of friendship was revealed; our tears were for the enemy, our foe.
6
बहुत चाहा था अब्र-ए-तर ने लेकिन
न मिन्नत-कश हुआ गुलशन हमारा
The rain-like desire had longed to visit us, but our garden was not susceptible to pleas.
The rain-like desire had longed to visit us, but our garden was not susceptible to pleas.
7
चमन में हम भी ज़ंजीरी रहे हैं
सुना होगा कभू शेवन हमारा
In the garden, we too have been chained,
Perhaps you have heard our song before.
In the garden, we too have been chained, and perhaps you have heard our song before.
8
किया था रेख़्ता पर्दा-सुख़न का
सो ठहरा है यही अब फ़न हमारा
I had once created a veil of verse and poetry,
This remaining essence is now our art.
I once created a veil of verse and poetry, and this remaining essence is now our art.
9
न बहके मय-कदे में 'मीर' क्यूँकर
गिरो सौ जा है पैराहन हमारा
Meer, why should my garland fall in the river,
When my shawl is meant for the ground?
Meer, why should my garland fall into the river, when my shawl is meant for the ground?
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