Ghazal
दिल गया रौनक़-ए-हयात गई
This ghazal captures the profound sorrow of losing one's heart in love, lamenting that all the joy and vitality of life vanish along with it. Through poignant moments of averted gazes and unexpressed words, it delicately reflects the fleeting nature of romantic intimacy and the lingering ache of heartbreak.
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1
दिल गया रौनक़-ए-हयात गई
ग़म गया सारी काएनात गई
The heart was lost, and life's bright radiance fled; when sorrow left, the entire universe was dead.
With the loss of the heart, the vibrancy of life vanished; and when sorrow departed, the entire universe seemed lost.
2
दिल धड़कते ही फिर गई वो नज़र
लब तक आई न थी कि बात गई
No sooner did the heart throb than that gaze turned away; before reaching my lips, the unspoken word was gone.
As soon as the heart beat, that gaze turned away; before the words could even reach the lips, the moment to speak was lost.
3
दिन का क्या ज़िक्र तीरा-बख़्तों में
एक रात आई एक रात गई
Why speak of daylight among the dark-fated? One night arrived, and another night departed.
Why even speak of daylight among the dark-fated; for them, one night simply arrives and another night passes away.
4
तेरी बातों से आज तो वाइ'ज़
वो जो थी ख़्वाहिश-ए-नजात गई
Listening to your sermons today, O preacher, even that longing for salvation has fled.
O preacher, listening to your talks today, even whatever desire for salvation I had has vanished.
5
उन के बहलाए भी न बहला दिल
राएगाँ सई-ए-इल्तिफ़ात गई
Even when comforted by them, this heart was not consoled; in vain went every effort of their kind regard.
Even when they tried to comfort it, the heart was not consoled; every effort they made to show attention and care went entirely in vain.
6
मर्ग-ए-आशिक़ तो कुछ नहीं लेकिन
इक मसीहा-नफ़स की बात गई
A lover's death is of little consequence, and yet / The honor of one blessed with the Messiah's breath was lost.
The death of a lover is of little significance in itself, but it damaged the reputation of the life-giving healer who could not save him.
7
अब जुनूँ आप है गरेबाँ-गीर
अब वो रस्म-ए-तकल्लुफ़ात गई
Now madness itself clutches at the collar; gone forever is that ritual of polite restraint.
Now madness itself is clutching at the collar, and that old custom of formalities and polite restraint is completely gone.
8
हम ने भी वज़-ए-ग़म बदल डाली
जब से वो तर्ज़-ए-इल्तिफ़ात गई
Ever since that tender grace of yours was lost, I too transformed the very manner of my grief.
Ever since your manner of showing attention and favor ceased, I too have changed the way I experience and express my sorrow.
9
तर्क-ए-उल्फ़त बहुत बजा नासेह
लेकिन उस तक अगर ये बात गई
Renouncing love is sound advice, counselor—but what if word of this should reach her ears?
Counselor, your advice to renounce love is quite right, but what will happen if word of this reaches the beloved?
10
हाँ मज़े लूट ले जवानी के
फिर न आएगी ये जो रात गई
Go on, revel in the pleasures of youth; for once this night slips away, it shall never return.
Enjoy the pleasures of youth to the fullest, because once this night passes, it will never return again.
11
हाँ ये सरशारियाँ जवानी की
आँख झपकी ही थी कि रात गई
Ah, the intoxicating raptures of youth! Barely had an eye blinked, and the night was gone.
The intoxication of youth was such that an eye had barely blinked before the whole night had already passed.
12
जल्वा-ए-ज़ात ऐ मआ'ज़-अल्लाह
ताब-ए-आईना-ए-सिफ़ात गई
The manifestation of the True Essence—Lord preserve us! The mirror of attributes lost all power to endure.
God forbid, the manifestation of the Divine Essence was so overwhelming that the mirror of attributes lost all power to endure its radiance.
13
नहीं मिलता मिज़ाज-ए-दिल हम से
ग़ालिबन दूर तक ये बात गई
My own heart's temperament agrees with me no more; most likely, this matter has gone far too deep.
My own heart's temperament no longer agrees with me; it seems this matter has gone very far.
14
क़ैद-ए-हस्ती से कब नजात 'जिगर'
मौत आई अगर हयात गई
When is there ever release from the prison of life, O Jigar? If death finally arrives, life itself is gone.
O Jigar, when is there ever freedom from the prison of existence? For even if death arrives to release us, life itself is lost.
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