Ghazal
Aag Ashk-e-garm Ko Lagi Ji Kya Hi Jal Gaya
aag ashk-e-garm ko lagi ji kya hi jal gaya
Source: Kulliyat-e-Momin (old lithograph edition) · HI
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1
आग अश्क-ए-गर्म को लगी जी क्या ही जल गया
आँसू जो उसे पोंछे शब और हाथ फिसल गया
My hot tears caught fire—oh, how my heart was burned away;
I tried to wipe those tears that night, yet my hand slipped astray
The hot tears caught fire and the heart was utterly burned away; when I tried to wipe those tears that night, my hand slipped.
2
फोड़ा था दिल न था यह सू-ए-पुर-ख़लल गया
जब नहीं साँस की लगी दम ही निकल गया
It was a boil, not a heart—this wound so full of flaw;
when the breath no longer held, the very life slipped away.
This was not a heart but a boil, full of flaw and corruption; when the breath failed to hold, the very life slipped away.
3
क्या रोऊँ ख़ीरा-चश्मी-ए-बख़्त-ए-सियाह को
वहाँ शुग़्ल-ए-सुरमा ही यही इन नील डल गया
How shall I mourn the brazen blindness of my blackened fate—
there, the pastime of the kohl itself has left these bruises blue.
How can I lament the shameless blindness of my dark fate, when there the very pastime of applying kohl has turned into these blue bruises.
4
की मुझको माथा मलने की तालीम वरना क्यों
ग़ैरों को आगे बज़्म में वह इत्र मल गया
Was it to teach me how to wring my brow in grief—else why
should he, before the gathering, rub that perfume on my rivals' skin?
Was it to teach me to wring my brow in grief—otherwise, why did he rub that perfume on my rivals in front of everyone at the gathering?
5
उस कूचा की हवा थी कि मेरी ही आह थे
कोई तो दिल की आग की पंखा सा झल गया
Was it the breeze of that lane, or were they my own sighs?
Something, like a fan, fanned the fire of my heart aflame.
Was it the breeze of that lane or were they my own sighs; something, like a fan, fanned the fire of my heart into a blaze.
6
ज्यों ख़ुफ़्तगान-ए-ख़ाक ही अपनी उफ़्तादगी
आया जो ज़लज़ला कहिए करवट बदल गया
Like those who sleep within the dust, lost in their fallen state,
When the earthquake came, you might say, they merely turned their side.
Like those sleeping in the dust, lying in their fallen state, when the earthquake came you could say they merely turned over to the other side.
7
उस नक़्श-ए-पा की सजदा ने क्या क्या किया ज़लील
मैं गोचा-ए-रक़ीब में ही सर के बल गया
How that footprint's prostration brought me low and disgraced,
Into my rival's very corner, head-first, I fell down low.
Prostrating before that footprint disgraced me utterly; I fell headlong into my rival's very corner.
8
कुछ जी गिरा पड़ी था पर अब तो ने नाज़ से
मुझको गिरा दिया तो मेरा जी सँभल गया
My heart had somewhat slipped and fallen low, yet now at last
When you, with coquetry, cast me down, my heart found its composure fast.
My heart had somewhat fallen low, but now when you coquettishly cast me down, my heart regained its composure.
9
मिल जाए गर यह ख़ाक में उसने मान की ख़ाक
गुल की थी क्यों कि पाँव वह नाज़ुक फिसल गया
If her pride's dust should mingle here with the dust of earth,
why then did that delicate foot slip upon the rose?
If her pride's dust should mingle here with the dust of the earth, why then did that delicate foot slip upon the rose?
10
तजा न से न काबा की तकलीफ़ दी मुझे
मोमिन बस अबआफ़ कि यहाँ जी बहल गया
Neither did they forsake me, nor impose the Kaaba's toil on me—
Enough, O Momin, cease your plaints; here my heart has found its ease.
They neither abandoned me nor burdened me with the hardship of the Kaaba—enough now, O Momin, stop complaining, for here my heart has found its solace.
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