Ghazal
है जुस्तुजू कि ख़ूब से है ख़ूब-तर कहाँ
This ghazal explores the eternal human quest for perfection and ultimate beauty, reflecting a profound restlessness of the soul. With a philosophical and contemplative tone, the poet touches upon self-transcendence and the uncertain destination of this endless pursuit.
Source: rekhta · HI
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है जुस्तुजू कि ख़ूब से है ख़ूब-तर कहाँ
अब ठहरती है देखिए जा कर नज़र कहाँ
The quest goes on to find what is yet fairer than the fair; let us now see where at last this searching gaze will rest.
There is a quest to find what is even better than the beautiful; now let us see where the gaze finally comes to rest.
2
हैं दौर-ए-जाम-ए-अव्वल-ए-शब में ख़ुदी से दूर
होती है आज देखिए हम को सहर कहाँ
Lost to myself in the night's very first round of wine, let us see where the dawn finds me today.
We have lost all awareness of ourselves in the very first round of wine at the beginning of the night; let us see where morning finds us today.
3
या रब इस इख़्तिलात का अंजाम हो ब-ख़ैर
था उस को हम से रब्त मगर इस क़दर कहाँ
O Lord, may this sudden closeness come to an auspicious end; / She always shared a bond with me, yet never to such an extent.
O Lord, may the outcome of this closeness and intimacy be safe and good; she certainly had a connection with me, but never to this degree.
4
इक उम्र चाहिए कि गवारा हो नीश-ए-इश्क़
रक्खी है आज लज़्ज़त-ए-ज़ख़्म-ए-जिगर कहाँ
A whole lifetime is needed to endure the sting of love; where today is the sweet relish of a wounded heart?
It takes an entire lifetime to be able to bear the sting of love; where is the capacity or endurance today to relish the deep pain of a wounded heart?
5
बस हो चुका बयाँ कसल-ओ-रंज-ए-राह का
ख़त का मिरे जवाब है ऐ नामा-बर कहाँ
Enough now of detailing the weary trials of the road; / Tell me, O messenger, where is the reply to my letter?
Enough of recounting the fatigue and troubles of the journey; tell me, O messenger, where is the reply to my letter?
6
कौन ओ मकाँ से है दिल-ए-वहशी कनारा-गीर
इस ख़ानुमाँ-ख़राब ने ढूँडा है घर कहाँ
From time and all creation the wild heart stands aloof, apart; / Where has this ruined, homeless wretch ever found itself a home?
The wild heart has detached itself from the entire universe; where has this ruined, homeless wanderer found a home for itself?
7
हम जिस पे मर रहे हैं वो है बात ही कुछ और
आलम में तुझ से लाख सही तू मगर कहाँ
That for which I perish is something else entirely; the world may hold a hundred thousand like you, yet none can be you.
The quality that I am dying for is something completely unique; there may be hundreds of thousands of people like you in the world, but none can truly be you.
8
होती नहीं क़ुबूल दुआ तर्क-ए-इश्क़ की
दिल चाहता न हो तो ज़बाँ में असर कहाँ
No prayer to forsake love is ever granted; when the heart is unwilling, what power has the tongue?
A prayer to renounce love is never accepted, because when the heart itself does not desire it, words spoken by the tongue have no effect.
9
'हाली' नशात-ए-नग़्मा-ओ-मय ढूँढते हो अब
आए हो वक़्त-ए-सुब्ह रहे रात भर कहाँ
O Hali, do you seek the bliss of song and wine this late? You arrive at the hour of dawn—where were you all night long?
O Hali, are you seeking the joy of song and wine now? You have arrived at the break of dawn; where have you been all night?
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