Ghazal
કારણ મને ગમે છે
This ghazal explores the intoxicating and mysterious world of love, where the poet feels an ethereal attraction in every aspect of life. It weaves together the depth of emotions and the complex threads of existence in a poetic manner.
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કાજળભર્યાં નયનનાં કામણ મને ગમે છે,
કારણ નહીં જ આપું, કારણ, મને ગમે છે.
The magic of kohl-filled eyes, I like, A reason I will not give, for I like it.
I am fond of the charm of kohl-filled eyes. I will not provide any reason for this, simply because I like it.
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લજ્જા થકી નમેલી પાંપણ મને ગમે છે,
ભાવે છે ભાર મનને ભારણ મને ગમે છે.
I like the eyelashes lowered with shyness,
The burden that weighs upon the mind, I like that burden.
I like the eyelashes lowered with shyness; the burden that weighs heavily on the mind, that very burden I like.
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જીવન અને મરણની હરક્ષણ મને ગમે છે,
કે ઝેર પણ ગમે છે મારણ મને ગમે છે.
Every moment of life and death, to me is dear,For even poison I like, and death itself is dear.
The speaker finds every moment of both life and death pleasing. They even find poison and death itself agreeable.
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ખોટી તો ખોટી હૈયાધારણ મને ગમે છે,
રણ હોય ઝાંઝવાનાં તોપણ મને ગમે છે.
Even if false, I like the reassurance,Even if a desert of mirages, I like it.
I like reassurance, even if it is false. I also like a desert, even if it is full of mirages.
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સુંદર બની ગયું છે કંઈ ઓર દિલ મટીને,
તૂટી ગયું છે તોયે દર્પણ મને ગમે છે.
My heart has transformed, become something else, more beautiful now,Though broken, this mirror, I still cherish it somehow.
My heart has transformed, becoming even more beautiful now. Even though this mirror is broken, I still cherish it.
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લાવે છે યાદ ફૂલો છાબો ભરીભરીને,
છે ખૂબ મ્હોબતીલી માલણ મને ગમે છે.
The flowers bring memories, filling baskets full,
That gardener woman is very loving, I like her.
The flowers, filling baskets full, bring back memories. That very loving gardener woman is dear to me.
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આવી ગયાં છો આંસુ લૂછો નહીં ભલા થઈ,
એ બારે માસ લીલાં તોરણ મને ગમે છે.
Tears have come, do not wipe them away, please be kind,For those twelve-month green 'torans' are what I always like to find.
The speaker requests that tears, which have come, should not be wiped away, asking the other person to be kind. This is because those tears, like green torans (decorative garlands), are liked throughout the twelve months.
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લજ્જાના બંધ તોડી જુલ્ફો દિયો વિખેરી,
જીવન બને છો વેરણછેરણ, મને ગમે છે.
Break the bonds of shame, scatter your tresses free,Though life becomes chaotic, it is pleasing to me.
Break free from the bonds of shame and let your tresses scatter. Even if life becomes chaotic, I find it pleasing.
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હું એટલે તો એને વેંઢારતો રહું છું,
સોગંદ જિંદગીના, વળગણ મને ગમે છે.
That is why I keep bearing it,By life's oath, this attachment I love.
I continue to bear it because, by life's oath, I genuinely love this attachment.
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દિલ શું હવે હું પાછી દુનિયાય પણ નહીં દઉં,
એ પણ મને ગમે છે, આ પણ મને ગમે છે.
What, should I now not return my heart, nor even the world? I like that too, and I like this too.
The speaker questions if they should now refrain from returning their heart, or even the world, because they find both the existing situation and the alternative equally pleasing.
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હસવું અચૂક હસવું, દુઃખમાંય મુક્ત હસવું,
દીવાનગી તણું આ ડહાપણ મને ગમે છે.
Laugh unfailingly, laugh certainly,Even in sorrow, laugh uninhibitedly.This wisdom of madness,I truly adore.
One should laugh unfailingly and freely, even in times of sorrow, laughing without restraint. I truly admire this wisdom found in madness.
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ભેટ્યો છું મોતને પણ કંઈ વાર જિંદગીમાં,
આ ખોળિયાની જેમ જ ખાંપણ મને ગમે છે.
I have embraced death many times in life,Just like this body, I also like the shroud.
The speaker states that they have embraced death multiple times in their life. Just as they like this body, they also have an affinity for the shroud.
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‘ઘાયલ' મને મુબારક આ ઊર્મિકાવ્ય મારાં,
મેં રોઈને ભર્યાં છે એ રણ મને ગમે છે.
O 'Ghayal', blessed are these lyrical poems of mine to me, I have filled those deserts with tears, and those deserts I now love.
O 'Ghayal', I am blessed by these lyrical poems of mine. I have filled those deserts with my tears, and those very places are now dear to me.
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