Ghazal
किस शाम से उठा था मिरे दिल में दर्द सा
This ghazal describes the feeling of pain that arose in the heart, portraying the poet's melancholic and wandering state. He speaks of how even after pursuing the path of love, he did not achieve his desired outcome, and he remains constantly restless in longing for his beloved.
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किस शाम से उठा था मिरे दिल में दर्द सा
सो हो चला हूँ पेशतर-अज़-सुब्ह सर्द सा
Since what evening did a pain arise in my heart,
I have fallen into a sleep, colder than pre-dawn's chill.
Since what evening did a pain arise in my heart, I have fallen into a sleep, colder than pre-dawn's chill.
2
बैठा हूँ जूँ ग़ुबार-ए-ज़ईफ़ अब वगर्ना में
फिरता रहा हूँ गलियों में आवारा-गर्द सा
I sit, covered in the dust of my own frailty, or else,
I wander in the streets, like a stray, dusty wanderer.
I either sit covered in the dust of my own frailty, or else I wander through the streets like a stray, dusty wanderer.
3
क़स्द-ए-तरीक़-ए-इश्क़ किया सब ने बा'द-ए-क़ैस
लेकिन हुआ न एक भी उस रह-नवर्द सा
After all, everyone undertook the path of love, but none were like that divine, enchanting one.
After the era of Qais, everyone took the path of love, but none were like that divine, enchanting one.
4
हाज़िर यराक़-ए-बे-मज़गी किस घड़ी नहीं
मा'शूक़ कुछ हमारा है आशिक़-नबर्द सा
Oh, the intoxication of the absence of your beloved, in what moment is it not present? My beloved is like a lover who is not born.
Oh, the intoxication of your absence, in what moment is it not present? My beloved is like a lover who was never born.
5
क्या 'मीर' है यही जो तिरे दर पे था खड़ा
नमनाक-चश्म-ओ-ख़ुश्क-लब ओ रंग ज़र्द सा
Is this the 'Mir' who once stood at your door,
With eyes like a tear, dry lips, and a pale yellow hue?
Is this the 'Mir' who once stood at your door, with eyes like tears, dry lips, and a pale yellow hue?
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