Ghazal
मुद्दत हुई है यार को मेहमाँ किए हुए
This ghazal vividly portrays the profound sorrow and enduring longing of a lover separated from their beloved for a long duration. The poet describes the agonizing process of piecing together a shattered heart and notes the prolonged absence of tears, signifying a deep, perhaps exhausted, grief. It encapsulates a poignant sense of unfulfilled desire and emotional resilience amidst prolonged suffering.
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मुद्दत हुई है यार को मेहमाँ किए हुए
जोश-ए-क़दह से बज़्म चराग़ाँ किए हुए
Long it has been since I hosted my beloved,making the assembly radiant with the fervor of wine-cups.
It has been a long time since I hosted my beloved as a guest. The assembly was made bright and festive, as if lit by lamps, due to the fervor of the wine cups.
2
करता हूँ जम्अ' फिर जिगर-ए-लख़्त-लख़्त को
अर्सा हुआ है दावत-ए-मिज़्गाँ किए हुए
I gather again my liver, torn to shreds; It's been long since my eyelashes were invited to a feast (of tears).
I am gathering my fragmented heart once again. It has been a long time since I invited the eyelashes (meaning, the sharp gaze of the beloved) to inflict pain.
3
फिर वज़'-ए-एहतियात से रुकने लगा है दम
बरसों हुए हैं चाक गरेबाँ किए हुए
Again, my breath is caught by cautious, careful guise,It's been years since I tore my collar with impassioned cries.
Again, my breath is getting choked by cautious behavior. It has been years since I tore my collar.
4
फिर गर्म-नाला-हा-ए-शरर-बार है नफ़स
मुद्दत हुई है सैर-ए-चराग़ाँ किए हुए
Again, my breath is a shower of fiery sparks,It's been a long time since I walked among illuminated lamps.
Again, my breath is a shower of fiery laments. It has been a long time since I visited a festival of lamps.
5
फिर पुर्सिश-ए-जराहत-ए-दिल को चला है इश्क़
सामान-ए-सद-हज़ार नमक-दाँ किए हुए
Again, Love has gone to probe the heart's old wounds, Equipped with a hundred thousand salt-shakers.
Again, Love has gone to inquire about the heart's wound, carrying a hundred thousand salt-shakers as its supplies.
6
फिर भर रहा हूँ ख़ामा-ए-मिज़्गाँ ब-ख़ून-ए-दिल
साज़-ए-चमन तराज़ी-ए-दामाँ किए हुए
Again I fill my eyelash-pen with the heart's own blood, having made the expanse of my skirt a garden's bloom.
Again I am filling my eyelash-pen with the blood of my heart, while gathering the adornments of the garden with my skirt.
7
बाहम-दिगर हुए हैं दिल ओ दीदा फिर रक़ीब
नज़्ज़ारा ओ ख़याल का सामाँ किए हुए
Again the heart and eye have turned rivals,Equipped with means for gaze and for thought.
The heart and the eye have again become rivals to each other, having made preparations for gazing and for contemplation.
8
दिल फिर तवाफ़-ए-कू-ए-मलामत को जाए है
पिंदार का सनम-कदा वीराँ किए हुए
My heart again proceeds to circumambulate the lane of reproach,Having laid waste the idol-temple of its own pride.
My heart is again going towards the lane of blame/censure, having laid waste the idol-house of pride/ego.
9
फिर शौक़ कर रहा है ख़रीदार की तलब
अर्ज़-ए-मता-ए-अक़्ल-ओ-दिल-ओ-जाँ किए हुए
Again, my longing seeks a buyer now,Having put forth mind, heart, and life as wares.
Once again, my passion is seeking a buyer, having presented my intellect, heart, and life as merchandise.
10
दौड़े है फिर हर एक गुल-ओ-लाला पर ख़याल
सद-गुलसिताँ निगाह का सामाँ किए हुए
My thought again races over every rose and tulip,Having made a hundred gardens the provision for my gaze.
My thoughts again rush to every rose and tulip, as if my gaze has made a hundred gardens its provision.
11
फिर चाहता हूँ नामा-ए-दिलदार खोलना
जाँ नज़्र-ए-दिल-फ़रेबी-ए-उनवाँ किए हुए
Again I wish to open the beloved's letter,My life offered to the captivating charm of its title.
Again, I wish to open the beloved's letter, having sacrificed my life to the captivating charm of its heading.
12
माँगे है फिर किसी को लब-ए-बाम पर हवस
ज़ुल्फ़-ए-सियाह रुख़ पे परेशाँ किए हुए
Desire again seeks someone on the rooftop's high,With dark scattered tresses across their face they lie.
Passion again beckons someone to the rooftop's edge, with black tresses dishevelled upon their face.
13
चाहे है फिर किसी को मुक़ाबिल में आरज़ू
सुरमे से तेज़ दश्ना-ए-मिज़्गाँ किए हुए
Desire, once more, seeks a rival to confront,Sharpening the dagger of eyelashes with kohl's front.
Desire again seeks someone in front of it, having sharpened the dagger of its eyelashes with kohl.
14
इक नौ-बहार-ए-नाज़ को ताके है फिर निगाह
चेहरा फ़रोग़-ए-मय से गुलिस्ताँ किए हुए
My gaze once more pursues a new spring of allure,
A face made a garden by wine's radiant hue.
My gaze again seeks a new spring of grace, whose face is made into a garden by the glow of wine.
15
फिर जी में है कि दर पे किसी के पड़े रहें
सर ज़ेर-बार-ए-मिन्नत-ए-दरबाँ किए हुए
Again, my heart desires to lie at some door,My head bowed low, beholden to the doorkeeper's favor.
Again, my heart desires to remain lying at someone's door, with my head burdened by the doorkeeper's favor.
16
जी ढूँडता है फिर वही फ़ुर्सत कि रात दिन
बैठे रहें तसव्वुर-ए-जानाँ किए हुए
My heart seeks once again that leisure, night and day,To sit absorbed in thoughts of the beloved, come what may.
My heart seeks again that same leisure, so that day and night we can sit, lost in the thought of our beloved.
17
'ग़ालिब' हमें न छेड़ कि फिर जोश-ए-अश्क से
बैठे हैं हम तहय्या-ए-तूफ़ाँ किए हुए
Ghalib, provoke me not, for with a renewed surge of tears,I sit here, prepared to unleash a tempest.
O Ghalib, do not provoke us, because once again, with the surging intensity of our tears, we are sitting prepared to unleash a storm.
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