Ghazal
Hai Haal Ja-e-girya Jan-e-pur-arzu Ka / Roye Na Ham Kabu Tuk Daman
है हाल जा-ए-गिर्या जान-ए-पुर-आरज़ू का
This ghazal expresses deep feelings of separation and despair. The poet declares that he will never cry and hold anyone's hemline. He speaks of his beauty, which can no longer be uplifted, and mentions the threshold and street of his beloved. The poem concludes with the metaphor of the moon's tears and the broken water of the garden, suggesting a profound loss.
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है हाल जा-ए-गिर्या जान-ए-पुर-आरज़ू का
रोए न हम कभू टुक दामन पकड़ किसू का
The condition of the soul, filled with tears and yearning, is such that we shall never weep, nor shall we ever clutch at any skirt (of favor).
The state of the soul, which is filled with tears and yearning, is such that we shall never weep, nor shall we ever clutch at any skirt (of favor).
2
जाती नहीं उठाई अपने पे ये ख़ुशूनत
अब रह गया है आना मेरा कभू कभू का
This beauty, which has not been lifted upon you, / Now only my coming is left, sometimes and sometimes.
This beauty, which has not been bestowed upon you, now only my occasional visit remains.
3
उस आस्ताँ से किस दिन पुर-शोर सर न पटका
उस की गली में जा कर किस रात मैं न कूका
From that threshold, on what day did the bustling crowd not shake me,
In that lane of hers, on what night did I not wander through?
From that threshold, on what day did the bustling crowd not shake me, in that lane of hers, on what night did I not wander through? (Meaning: I was always present at that place and near that person.)
4
शायद कि मुँद गई है क़ुमरी की चश्म-ए-गिर्यां
कुछ टूट सा चला है पानी चमन की जू का
Perhaps the moon's eyes of tears have been hidden,
Or some water has slipped from the garden's vase.
Perhaps the moon's eyes of tears have been hidden, or some water has slipped from the garden's vase.
5
अपने तड़पने की तो तदबीर पहले कर लूँ
तब फ़िक्र मैं करूँगा ज़ख़्मों के भी रफ़ू का
First, I will manage the agony of my own suffering; only then will I worry about healing the wounds.
First, I will manage the agony of my own suffering; only then will I worry about healing the wounds.
6
दाँतों की नज़्म उस के हँसने में जिन ने देखी
फिर मोतियों की लड़ पर उन ने कभू न थूका
The verses of teeth that I saw in her smile,
They never tasted the pearl necklace, though they tried.
s of teeth that they saw in her smile, they never tasted the pearl necklace.
7
ये ऐश-गह नहीं है याँ रंग और कुछ है
हर गुल है इस चमन में साग़र भरा लहू का
This is not a place of pleasure, nor is it merely color,
In this garden, every bloom holds a sea of blood.
This place is not merely a dwelling of pleasure, nor is it just color; every bloom in this garden holds a sea of blood.
8
बुलबुल ग़ज़ल-सराई आगे हमारे मत कर
सब हम से सीखते हैं अंदाज़ गुफ़्तुगू का
Oh, nightingale, in your ghazal-laden court, do not advance so far; all of us learn the style of conversation from you.
Oh, nightingale, in your ghazal-laden court, do not advance so far; we all learn the style of conversation from you.
9
गलियाँ भरी पड़ी हैं ऐ बाद ज़ख़्मियों से
मत खोल पेच ज़ालिम उस ज़ुल्फ़-ए-मुश्क-बू का
The lanes are filled with the wounds of the injured, O beloved; do not reveal the tangled coils of that musk-scented tresses.
O beloved, the lanes are filled with the wounds of the injured; do not reveal the tangled coils of those musk-scented tresses.
10
वे पहली इलतिफ़ातें सारी फ़रेब निकलीं
देना न था दिल उस को मैं 'मीर' आह चूका
All those initial favors turned out to be deception; I, 'Mir', didn't need to give my heart to such a person.
All those initial favors turned out to be deception; I, 'Mir', didn't need to give my heart to such a person.
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