Ghazal
जल्वे मिरी निगाह में कौन-ओ-मकाँ के हैं
This ghazal explores the omnipresent radiance of the Beloved across the cosmos, declaring that divine manifestations cannot stay hidden from a perceptive gaze. Concurrently, it captures the intense agony of unspoken love, where hidden sorrows struggle under the painful restraint of silence.
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जल्वे मिरी निगाह में कौन-ओ-मकाँ के हैं
मुझ से कहाँ छुपेंगे वो ऐसे कहाँ के हैं
All splendors of the universe are gathered in my sight; / Where can they ever hide from me—from whence is such their might?
All the splendors of the universe are within my sight; where can they possibly hide from me, for they are not so unattainable as to remain concealed.
2
खुलते नहीं हैं राज़ जो सोज़-ए-निहाँ के हैं
क्या फूटने के वास्ते छाले ज़बाँ के हैं
The secrets of this hidden fire remain unsaid, concealed; are the blisters on my tongue meant to burst to be revealed?
The secrets of the hidden inner burning are not being revealed; are the blisters on the tongue meant to burst open so that they come out?
3
करते हैं क़त्ल वो तलब-ए-मग़फ़िरत के बाद
जो थे दुआ के हाथ वही इम्तिहाँ के हैं
They slay only after seeking pardon and grace; the very hands once raised in prayer now put me to the test.
They kill only after asking for forgiveness; the very hands that were once raised in prayer are now the ones putting me to the test.
4
जिस रोज़ कुछ शरीक हुई मेरी मुश्त-ए-ख़ाक
उस रोज़ से ज़मीं पे सितम आसमाँ के हैं
Ever since a handful of my dust mingled with the earth, the heavens have unleashed their wrath upon this very ground.
Ever since a handful of my dust mingled with the earth, the skies have been inflicting their torments upon it.
5
बाज़ू दिखाए तुम ने लगा कर हज़ार हाथ
पूरे पड़े तो वो भी बहुत इम्तिहाँ के हैं
You showed the might of your arm only after rallying a thousand hands; even if they prove enough, they still face the severest of trials.
You demonstrated the strength of your arm only after rallying a thousand hands; even if they turn out to be sufficient, they still have to face great tests.
6
नासेह के सामने कभी सच बोलता नहीं
मेरी ज़बाँ में रंग तुम्हारी ज़बाँ के हैं
Before the counselor, I never speak the truth; upon my tongue linger the hues of your own speech.
I never speak the truth in front of the counselor, because my speech reflects the style and colors of your own words.
7
कैसा जवाब हज़रत-ए-दिल देखिए ज़रा
पैग़ाम-बर के हाथ में टुकड़े ज़बाँ के हैं
What answer do you await, O heart? Just look and see—in the messenger's hand lie severed pieces of his tongue!
O heart, what answer are you waiting for? Just look, in the messenger's hand lie severed pieces of his own tongue.
8
क्या इज़्तिराब-ए-शौक़ ने मुझ को ख़जिल किया
वो पूछते हैं कहिए इरादे कहाँ के हैं
How the restless fever of yearning has brought me to deep shame— / She asks: 'Pray tell, towards what end do your intentions aim?'
The restlessness of my intense desire has embarrassed me so greatly that they are asking me, 'Tell me, what are your intentions?'
9
आशिक़ तिरे अदम को गए किस क़दर तबाह
पूछा हर एक ने ये मुसाफ़िर कहाँ के हैं
In such utter ruin your lovers departed for oblivion, that everyone asked, 'From where do these wayfarers hail?'
Your lovers departed for the world of non-existence in such a ruined state that everyone who saw them asked where these travelers had come from.
10
हर-चंद 'दाग़' एक ही अय्यार है मगर
दुश्मन भी तो छटे हुए सारे जहाँ के हैं
Though Dagh is but a single cunning rogue, it is true; yet his rivals are the chosen knaves of the entire world.
Although Dagh is only a single clever rogue, his enemies too are the most notorious scoundrels handpicked from the entire world.
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