us ke chehre ki chamak ke samne saada laga asman pe chand puura tha magar aadha laga

kal chaudhvin ki raat thi shab bhar raha charcha tira kuchh ne kaha ye chand hai kuchh ne kaha chehra tira

t'was a full moon out last night, all evening there was talk of you some people said it was the moon,and some said that it was you

eid ka chand tum ne dekh liya chand ki eid ho gai hogi

har ek raat ko mahtab dekhne ke liye main jagta huun tira khvab dekhne ke liye

vo chand kah ke gaya tha ki aaj niklega to intizar men baitha hua huun shaam se main

phuul gul shams o qamar saare hi the par hamen un men tumhin bhaae bahut

the couplet sets up a whole universe of admired beauties—nature and the heavens—then quietly overturns it by choosing the beloved above all. flowers and celestial bodies become metaphors for different forms of beauty and attraction, but none compares to the beloved’s pull. the emotional core is devoted preference: in a world full of wonders, the heart singles out one person as supreme.

mujh ko maalum hai mahbub-parasti ka azaab der se chand nikalna bhi ghhalat lagta hai

bechain is qadar tha ki soya na raat bhar palkon se likh raha tha tira naam chand par

lutf-e-shab-e-mah ai dil us dam mujhe hasil ho ik chand baghhal men ho ik chand muqabil ho

vo kaun tha jo din ke ujale men kho gaya ye chand kis ko dhundne nikla hai shaam se

chand men tu nazar aaya tha mujhe main ne mahtab nahin dekha tha

kabhi to asman se chand utre jaam ho jaae tumhare naam ki ik khub-surat shaam ho jaae

falak pe chand sitare nikalte hain har shab sitam yahi hai nikalta nahin hamara chand

ham ne us chehre ko bandha nahin mahtab-misal ham ne mahtab ko us rukh ke mumasil bandha

kal chaudhvin ki raat thi shab bhar raha charcha tira kuchh ne kaha ye chand hai kuchh ne kaha chehra tira

t'was a full moon out last night, all evening there was talk of you some people said it was the moon,and some said that it was you

eid ka chand tum ne dekh liya chand ki eid ho gai hogi

kai chand the sar-e-asman ki chamak chamak ke palat gae na lahu mire hi jigar men tha na tumhari zulf siyah thi

vo chand kah ke gaya tha ki aaj niklega to intizar men baitha hua huun shaam se main

raat ke shayad ek baje hain sota hoga mera chand

gul ho mahtab ho aina ho khurshid ho miir apna mahbub vahi hai jo ada rakhta ho

the poet says that mere outward beauty—like a rose, moonlight, a shining mirror, or the sun’s radiance—is not enough to be truly lovable. what makes someone his “beloved” is ‘ada’: an inner grace expressed through manner, poise, and a captivating way of being. the images list different kinds of brightness and beauty, then the couplet crowns ‘ada’ as the real criterion of attraction.

us ke chehre ki chamak ke samne saada laga asman pe chand puura tha magar aadha laga

us ke chehre ki chamak ke samne saada laga asman pe chand puura tha magar aadha laga

kal chaudhvin ki raat thi shab bhar raha charcha tira kuchh ne kaha ye chand hai kuchh ne kaha chehra tira

t'was a full moon out last night, all evening there was talk of you some people said it was the moon,and some said that it was you

itne ghane badal ke pichhe kitna tanha hoga chand

eid ka chand tum ne dekh liya chand ki eid ho gai hogi

har ek raat ko mahtab dekhne ke liye main jagta huun tira khvab dekhne ke liye

kai chand the sar-e-asman ki chamak chamak ke palat gae na lahu mire hi jigar men tha na tumhari zulf siyah thi

kai chand the sar-e-asman ki chamak chamak ke palat gae na lahu mire hi jigar men tha na tumhari zulf siyah thi

phuul gul shams o qamar saare hi the par hamen un men tumhin bhaae bahut

the couplet sets up a whole universe of admired beauties—nature and the heavens—then quietly overturns it by choosing the beloved above all. flowers and celestial bodies become metaphors for different forms of beauty and attraction, but none compares to the beloved’s pull. the emotional core is devoted preference: in a world full of wonders, the heart singles out one person as supreme.

chand se tujh ko jo de nisbat so be-insaf hai chand ke munh par hain chhain tera mukhda saaf hai

mujh ko maalum hai mahbub-parasti ka azaab der se chand nikalna bhi ghhalat lagta hai

bechain is qadar tha ki soya na raat bhar palkon se likh raha tha tira naam chand par

chand bhi hairan dariya bhi pareshani men hai aks kis ka hai ki itni raushni paani men hai

lutf-e-shab-e-mah ai dil us dam mujhe hasil ho ik chand baghhal men ho ik chand muqabil ho

ye kis zohra-jabin ki anjuman men aamad aamad hai bichhaya hai qamar ne chandni ka farsh mahfil men

raat ke shayad ek baje hain sota hoga mera chand

kabhi to asman se chand utre jaam ho jaae tumhare naam ki ik khub-surat shaam ho jaae

rusva karegi dekh ke duniya mujhe 'qamar' is chandni men un ko bulane ko jaae kaun

dekha hilal-e-id to tum yaad aa gae is mahviyat men iid hamari guzar gai

falak pe chand sitare nikalte hain har shab sitam yahi hai nikalta nahin hamara chand