Ghazal
क़ारूँ उठा के सर पे सुना गंज ले चला
This ghazal contemplates the transience of worldly wealth and the vanity of material greed, referencing the legend of Korah (Qarun) to show that a miser departs this world with nothing but grief. In contrast to hollow worldly pursuits, the poet highlights the emotional and spiritual depths of love, longing, and devotion.
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1
क़ारूँ उठा के सर पे सुना गंज ले चला
दुनिया से क्या बख़ील ब-जुज़ रंज ले चला
Did Qarun carry off his hoard upon his head, they say? / What did the miser take from earth, save sorrow and dismay?
Did anyone ever hear of Qarun carrying off his treasure upon his head? What did a miser ever take from this world except grief and sorrow?
2
मिन्नत थी बोसा-ए-लब-ए-शीरीं कि दिल मिरा
मुझ को सू-ए-मज़ार-ए-शकर गंज ले चला
Yearning for a kiss from lips so sweet, my heart carried me off toward the shrine of Shakar Ganj.
In longing for a kiss from sweet lips, my heart carried me away toward the shrine of Shakar Ganj.
3
साक़ी सँभालता है तो जल्दी मुझे संभाल
वर्ना उड़ा के पाँ नशा-ए-बंज ले चला
Cupbearer, steady me quickly if you mean to hold me fast, / Else this heady trance of hemp sweeps me off my feet and carries me away.
O cupbearer, hold me quickly if you mean to steady me, otherwise the intoxication of cannabis is sweeping my feet away and carrying me off.
4
दौड़ा के हाथ छाती पे हम उन की यूँ फिरे
जैसे कोई चोर आ के हो नारंज ले चला
Having darted my hand upon her breast, I turned and fled in haste, as though a thief had snatched an orange and made away.
Having swiftly placed my hand upon her chest, I turned and fled just like a thief who comes and runs off with an orange.
5
चौसर का लुत्फ़ ये है कि जिस वक़्त पो पड़े
हम बर-चहार बोले तो बर-पंज ले चला
Such is the charm of the dice game: when fortune's winning roll is cast, / Should we call out for four, destiny bears us away to five.
The charm of the game of chausar is that whenever a winning throw is rolled, even if we call out for four, the dice carries us to five.
6
जिस दम 'ज़फ़र' ने पढ़ के ग़ज़ल हाथ से रखी
आँखों पे रख हर एक सुख़न-संज ले चला
The moment Zafar recited his ghazal and set it down from his hand, every connoisseur of verse pressed it reverently to their eyes and carried it away.
The moment Zafar finished reciting his ghazal and set it down, every connoisseur of poetry placed it reverently upon their eyes and carried it away.
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