Ghazal
जी में है याद रुख़-ओ-ज़ुल्फ़-ए-सियह-फ़ाम बहुत
This ghazal speaks of the intense memory and longing for a beloved's appearance and dark tresses. The poet expresses the constant sadness, emotional turmoil, and restlessness caused by these memories. It is a deep portrayal of yearning and the struggles of love.
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जी में है याद रुख़-ओ-ज़ुल्फ़-ए-सियह-फ़ाम बहुत
रोना आता है मुझे हर सहर-ओ-शाम बहुत
In my heart, I recall your dark locks and visage so much,
It makes me weep, both in the morning and in the evening.
In my heart, I deeply recall your dark locks and face, and because of that, I cry both morning and evening.
2
दस्त-ए-सय्याद तलक भी न मैं पहुँचा जीता
बे-क़रारी ने लिया मुझ को तह-ए-दाम बहुत
Not even the touch of the master poet (Sayyad) was enough for me to reach; / For my restlessness (be-qarari) has taken me deeply into the abyss.
I could not even reach the touch of the master poet (Sayyad) while alive; / My restlessness has taken me deep into the abyss.
3
एक दो चश्मक इधर गर्दिश-ए-साग़र कि मुदाम
सर चढ़ी रहती है ये गर्दिश-ए-अय्याम बहुत
From one glance to another, this whirl of the ocean,
This whirl of the days keeps rising high, oh so much.
From one glance to another, this commotion of the sea, and this whirl of the days remains very high on the head.
4
दिल-ख़राशी-ओ-जिगर-चाकी-ओ-ख़ूँ-अफ़्शानी
हूँ तो नाकाम पे रहते हैं मुझे काम बहुत
The brilliance of the heart, the passion of the liver, the whirl of the emotions, the flow of the blood—
I am so overwhelmed that I have many tasks remaining.
The brilliance of the heart, the passion of the liver, the whirl of the emotions, the flow of the blood—I am so overwhelmed that I have many tasks remaining.
5
रह गया देख के तुझ चश्म पे ये सतर-ए-मिज़ा
साक़िया यूँ तो पढ़े थे मैं ख़त-ए-जाम बहुत
Seeing the sheer grace upon your spectacles, I have become so infatuated; the tavern-songs, I had heard many tales of the cup.
Seeing the sheer grace upon your spectacles, I have become so infatuated; the tavern-songs, I had heard many tales of the cup.
6
फिर न आए जो हुए ख़ाक में जा आसूदा
ग़ालिबन ज़ेर-ए-ज़मीं 'मीर' है आराम बहुत
If I don't return to the dust, O Meer, let my tears be purified,
Perhaps beneath the earth, there is much rest.
If I do not return to the dust, O Meer, let my tears be purified. Perhaps beneath the earth, there is much rest.
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