Ghazal
जहाँ में हाल मिरा इस क़दर ज़बून हुआ
This ghazal poignantly portrays extreme despair, unfulfilled desires, and the cruelty of fate. The poet reflects on an anguish so intense and wretched that even the fatally wounded appear comforted in comparison to his suffering.
Source: rekhta · HI
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जहाँ में हाल मिरा इस क़दर ज़बून हुआ
कि मुझ को देख के बिस्मिल को भी सुकून हुआ
So wretched in this world did my condition grow, that seeing me, even the slaughtered prey found solace in its woe.
In this world, my condition became so wretched and miserable that even a slaughtered prey found peace upon seeing me.
2
ग़रीब दिल ने बहुत आरज़ूएँ पैदा कीं
मगर नसीब का लिक्खा कि सब का ख़ून हुआ
This poor, wretched heart gave birth to endless desires, / Yet such was fate's decree that every one was slain.
This helpless heart gave rise to many desires, but such was fate's decree that every single one of them was ruined.
3
वो अपने हुस्न से वाक़िफ़ मैं अपनी अक़्ल से सैर
उन्हों ने होश सँभाला मुझे जुनून हुआ
She became aware of her beauty, I grew weary of my mind; as she came unto her senses, to madness I was consigned.
She became conscious of her beauty while I grew weary of my intellect; just as she came to her senses, I was overcome by madness.
4
उम्मीद-ए-चश्म-ए-मुरव्वत कहाँ रही बाक़ी
ज़रीया बातों का जब सिर्फ़ टेलीफ़ोन हुआ
What hope remains for a gaze of tenderness and grace, when the telephone has become the sole medium of our speech?
When the telephone became the sole medium of conversation, how could any hope remain for seeing kindness and consideration in someone's eyes?
5
निगाह-ए-गर्म क्रिसमस में भी रही हम पर
हमारे हक़ में दिसम्बर भी माह-ए-जून हुआ
Her fiery gaze remained upon me, even through Christmas tide; for in my fate, chill December too became the blazing heat of June.
Even during the cold of Christmas, their warm gaze remained upon me, turning December into the scorching heat of June for me.
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