Ghazal
यूँ मैं सीधा गया वहशत में बयाबाँ की तरफ़
This ghazal captures the overwhelming frenzy and sorrow of profound love, portraying an agonized lover instinctively drawn toward the wilderness. It evokes intense emotional turmoil, illustrating how sudden surges of grief culminate in uncontrollable weeping and despair.
Source: rekhta · HI
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यूँ मैं सीधा गया वहशत में बयाबाँ की तरफ़
हाथ जिस तरह से आता है गरेबाँ की तरफ़
So straight toward the wilderness I rushed in wild frenzy, just as instinctively the hand flies to tear open the collar.
In my state of madness, I rushed straight toward the wilderness, just as a hand moves instinctively toward one's collar.
2
बैठे बैठे दिल-ए-ग़म-गीं को ये क्या लहर आई
उठ के तूफ़ान चला दीदा-ए-गिर्यां की तरफ़
All of a sudden, what whim overtook this sorrow-laden heart? / A tempest rose and surged toward these weeping eyes.
Out of nowhere, what sudden impulse gripped this sorrowful heart that a tempest rose and surged toward the weeping eyes?
3
देखना लाला-ए-ख़ुद-रौ का लहकना साक़ी
कोह से दौड़ गई आग बयाबाँ की तरफ़
Behold, O Saqi, the wild tulip's radiant sway—a fire has swept down from the mountain into the wilderness.
O Saqi, look at the vibrant swaying of the wild tulips; it is as if a fire has swept down from the mountain toward the wilderness.
4
रो दिया देख के अक्सर मैं बहार-ए-शबनम
हँस दिया देख के अक्सर गुल-ए-ख़ंदाँ की तरफ़
Often I wept upon beholding the dew's transient spring; often I smiled, turning my gaze to the laughing rose.
Often, seeing the fleeting spring of the dew, I wept; and often, looking towards the smiling, blooming rose, I smiled.
5
बात छुपती नहीं पड़ती हैं निगाहें सब की
उस के दामन की तरफ़ मेरे गरेबाँ की तरफ़
The secret cannot stay concealed, as every gaze must dart— / Toward the hem of her robe, and toward my collar torn apart.
The secret cannot stay hidden because everyone's gaze turns toward the hem of her dress and toward my torn collar.
6
सैकड़ों दाग़-ए-गुनह धो गए रहमत से तिरी
क्या घटा झूम के आई थी गुलिस्ताँ की तरफ़
Hundreds of stains of sin were washed clean by Your grace divine; with what ecstatic grace the raincloud swept toward the garden!
Hundreds of stains of sin were washed away by Your mercy, just as a dark rain cloud swept joyfully toward the garden.
7
चश्म-ए-आईना परेशाँ-नज़री सीख गई
देखता था ये बहुत ज़ुल्फ़-ए-परेशाँ की तरफ़
The mirror's eye has learned a wild and wandering gaze, having looked too long upon those scattered tresses.
The eye of the mirror has learned a restless and bewildered gaze, because it used to look so much toward the beloved's disheveled tresses.
8
सर झुकाए हुए है 'नज़्म' बसान-ए-ख़ामा
सम्त सज्दे की है तेरी ख़त-ए-फ़रमाँ की तरफ़
With head bowed low just like a pen of reed, does Nazm bow down; / The direction of his prostration turns toward your royal decree.
Nazm stands with his head bowed down just like a pen, and the direction of his prostration is toward your written decree.
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