Ghazal
आमद-ए-सैलाब-ए-तूफ़ान-ए-सदा-ए-आब है
This ghazal opens with the powerful imagery of an impending deluge, a storm of sound and water, setting a tone of overwhelming force. It then subtly shifts to explore the profound impact of intoxicating beauty, where a festive gathering transforms into a wilderness under a gaze. The poem culminates in the ethereal vision of a fairy's pulse hidden within the wine, encapsulating the deep, hidden magic and intoxicating essence of love or the beloved's presence.
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आमद-ए-सैलाब-ए-तूफ़ान-ए-सदा-ए-आब है
नक़्श-ए-पा जो कान में रखता है उँगली जादा से
The coming of a flood, a tempest of water's sound is here,Lest footprints on the path should hold a finger to their ear.
It is the arrival of a stormy flood of the sound of water; footprints that put their finger in their ear from the path.
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बज़्म-ए-मय वहशत-कदा है किस की चश्म-ए-मस्त का
शीशे में नब्ज़-ए-परी पिन्हाँ है मौज-ए-बादा से
Whose intoxicating glance makes the wine-feast a wilderness, a mad domain? The fairy's pulse, within the glass, by wine's wave concealed, remains.
The wine gathering is a place of terror (or wilderness) of whose intoxicated eye? In the glass, the pulse of a fairy is hidden by the waves of wine.
3
देखता हूँ वहशत-ए-शौक़-ए-ख़रोश-आमादा से
फ़ाल-ए-रुस्वाई सरिश्क-ए-सर-ब-सहरा-दादा से
From the wild frenzy of a passion's tumultuous roar,
I read disgrace in tears spilled on the desert's floor.
I see the madness of a passion ready for an uproar, the omen of disgrace from tears poured into the wilderness.
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दाम गर सब्ज़े में पिन्हाँ कीजिए ताऊस हो
जोश-ए-नैरंग-ए-बहार अर्ज़-ए-सहरा-दादा से
Hide but a snare in grass, a peacock bright it grows, By spring's fantastic charm, from desert's wide-spread shows.
If you hide wealth (or value) in the greenery, it becomes a peacock, the fervor of spring's wonder comes from the expanse granted by the desert.
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ख़ेमा-ए-लैला सियाह ओ ख़ाना-ए-मजनूँ ख़राब
जोश-ए-वीरानी है इश्क़-ए-दाग़-ए-बैरूं-दादा से
Laila's tent is dark, Majnun's home a ruin stark,Such fervent desolation, from love's visible mark.
Laila's tent is dark and Majnun's house is ruined. This fervor of desolation is from the love of the externally bestowed wound.
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बज़्म-ए-हस्ती वो तमाशा है कि जिस को हम 'असद'
देखते हैं चश्म-ए-अज़-ख़्वाब-ए-अदम-नकुशादा से
This world's grand stage, 'Asad', a show we see,With eyes still sealed from non-existence's sleep.
This assembly of existence is such a spectacle, 'Asad', which we see with an eye not yet opened from the sleep of non-existence (death).
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