Ghazal
ला फिर इक बार वही बादा ओ जाम ऐ साक़ी
This ghazal expresses the poet's yearning for the continuous revelry and intoxication of the tavern (maykhana). The poet repeatedly asks the 'Saqi' (cupbearer) for wine and a glass, questioning his own state and the validity of this joyous atmosphere. It concludes by questioning the spiritual and worldly significance of this intoxication.
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ला फिर इक बार वही बादा ओ जाम ऐ साक़ी
हाथ आ जाए मुझे मेरा मक़ाम ऐ साक़ी
Oh, once again, that intoxicating wine and cup, O cupbearer,
Let me regain my station, O cupbearer.
O cupbearer, bring that intoxicating wine and cup once more. Let me regain my rightful place, O cupbearer.
2
तीन सौ साल से हैं हिन्द के मय-ख़ाने बंद
अब मुनासिब है तिरा फ़ैज़ हो आम ऐ साक़ी
The tavern of Hind has been closed for three hundred years,
Now it is appropriate for your grace to flow, O cupbearer.
The tavern of Hind has been closed for three hundred years. Now it is appropriate for your grace to flow, O cupbearer.
3
मेरी मीना-ए-ग़ज़ल में थी ज़रा सी बाक़ी
शेख़ कहता है कि है ये भी हराम ऐ साक़ी
In my pearl-like ghazal, there was a little bit remaining,
But the Sheikh says that even this is forbidden, O cupbearer.
In my pearl-like ghazal, there was a little bit remaining, but the Sheikh says that even this is forbidden, O cupbearer.
4
शेर मर्दों से हुआ बेश-ए-तहक़ीक़ तही
रह गए सूफ़ी ओ मुल्ला के ग़ुलाम ऐ साक़ी
The lion's truthfulness is nothing before men; / Only the Sufis and Mullas remain slaves to the cupbearer.
The lion's truth is nothing before men; only the Sufis and Mullas remain slaves to the cupbearer.
5
इश्क़ की तेग़-ए-जिगर-दार उड़ा ली किस ने
इल्म के हाथ में ख़ाली है नियाम ऐ साक़ी
Who has flown the sword of love from the heart?
Empty is the measure in the hands of knowledge, O cupbearer.
Who has flown the sword of love from the heart? Empty is the measure in the hands of knowledge, O cupbearer.
6
सीना रौशन हो तो है सोज़-ए-सुख़न ऐन-ए-हयात
हो न रौशन तो सुख़न मर्ग-ए-दवाम ऐ साक़ी
If the chest is bright, it is the burning passion of speech, O mirror of life; if it is not bright, then the speech is the path to eternal remedy, O cupbearer.
If the chest is bright, it is the burning passion of speech, O mirror of life; if it is not bright, then the speech is the path to eternal remedy, O cupbearer.
7
तू मिरी रात को महताब से महरूम न रख
तिरे पैमाने में है माह-ए-तमाम ऐ साक़ी
Do not deprive my night of the moon, O beloved; for in your cup resides the full moon, O cupbearer.
Do not deprive my night of the moon, O beloved; for in your cup resides the full moon, O cupbearer.
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