bas-ki dushwar hai har kaam ka aasan hona

bas-ki dushvar hai har kaam ka asan hona aadmi ko bhi muyassar nahin insan hona tis difficult that every goal be easily complete for a man, too, to be human, is no easy feat girya chahe hai kharabi mire kashane ki dar o divar se tapke hai bayaban hona my tears seek destruction of my humble abode my hearth and home relentlessly does wilderness erode vae-divangi-e-shauq ki har dam mujh ko aap jaana udhar aur aap hi hairan hona such is desire's lunacy, i constantly repair to her street, even tho it leads me to despair jalva az-bas-ki taqaza-e-nigah karta hai jauhar-e-aina bhi chahe hai mizhgan hona beauty does yet seek behold the favour of a glance the lustre of the mirror seeks to be a lash perchance ishrat-e-qatl-gah-e-ahl-e-tamanna mat puchh id-e-nazzara hai shamshir ka uryan hona ask not the delight of those for martyrdom who wait unsheathing of the sword for them is cause to celebrate le gae khaak men ham daghh-e-tamanna-e-nashat tu ho aur aap ba-sad-rang-e-gulistan hona with me into dust i took the scars of hopes forlorn now in your splendour joyously the garden you adorn ishrat-e-para-e-dil zakhm-e-tamanna khana lazzat-e-rish-e-jigar ghharq-e-namak-dan hona when the heart is wounded does its ecstacy exalt fortitude is filled with joy when wounds are dipped in salt ki mire qatl ke baa'd us ne jafa se tauba haae us zud-pasheman ka pasheman hona after she had slain me then from torture she forswore alas! the one now quickly shamed was not so before haif us chaar girah kapde ki qismat 'ghhalib' jis ki qismat men ho ashiq ka gareban hona ghalib alas! that piece of cloth for whom destiny has ordained a fate that it, a lover's collar be bas-ki dushwar hai har kaam ka aasan hona aadmi ko bhi muyassar nahin insan hona tis difficult that every goal be easily complete for a man, too, to be human, is no easy feat girya chahe hai kharabi mere kashane ki dar o diwar se tapke hai bayaban hona my tears seek destruction of my humble abode my hearth and home relentlessly does wilderness erode wae-diwangi-e-shauq ki har dam mujh ko aap jaana udhar aur aap hi hairan hona such is desire's lunacy, i constantly repair to her street, even tho it leads me to despair jalwa az-bas-ki taqaza-e-nigah karta hai jauhar-e-aina bhi chahe hai mizhgan hona beauty does yet seek behold the favour of a glance the lustre of the mirror seeks to be a lash perchance ishrat-e-qatl-gah-e-ahl-e-tamanna mat puchh id-e-nazzara hai shamshir ka uryan hona ask not the delight of those for martyrdom who wait unsheathing of the sword for them is cause to celebrate le gae khak mein hum dagh-e-tamanna-e-nashat tu ho aur aap ba-sad-rang-e-gulistan hona with me into dust i took the scars of hopes forlorn now in your splendour joyously the garden you adorn ishrat-e-para-e-dil zakhm-e-tamanna khana lazzat-e-rish-e-jigar gharq-e-namak-dan hona when the heart is wounded does its ecstacy exalt fortitude is filled with joy when wounds are dipped in salt ki mere qatl ke ba'd us ne jafa se tauba hae us zud-pasheman ka pasheman hona after she had slain me then from torture she forswore alas! the one now quickly shamed was not so before haif us chaar girah kapde ki qismat 'ghaalib' jis ki qismat mein ho aashiq ka gareban hona ghalib alas! that piece of cloth for whom destiny has ordained a fate that it, a lover's collar be

zulm phir zulm hai badhta hai to mit jaata hai khuun phir khuun hai tapkega to jam jaega

ada aai jafa aai ghhurur aaya hijab aaya hazaron afaten le kar hasinon par shabab aaya

kuchh ishq tha kuchh majburi thi so maine jiwan war diya

kuchh ishq tha kuchh majburi thi so main ne jivan vaar diya main kaisa zinda aadmi tha ik shakhs ne mujh ko maar diya ik sabz shakh gulab ki tha ik duniya apne khvab ki tha vo ek bahar jo aai nahin us ke liye sab kuchh haar diya ye saja-sajaya ghar sathi miri zaat nahin mira haal nahin ai kaash kabhi tum jaan sako jo is sukh ne azar diya main khuli hui ik sachchai mujhe janne vaale jante hain main ne kin logon se nafrat ki aur kin logon ko pyaar diya vo ishq bahut mushkil tha magar asan na tha yuun jiina bhi us ishq ne zinda rahne ka mujhe zarf diya pindar diya main rota huun aur asman se taare tutte dekhta huun un logon par jin logon ne mire logon ko azar diya vo yaar hon ya mahbub mire ya kabhi kabhi milne vaale ik lazzat sab ke milne men vo zakhm diya ya pyaar diya mire bachchon ko allah rakhe in taaza hava ke jhonkon ne main khushk ped khizan ka tha mujhe kaisa barg-o-bar diya kuchh ishq tha kuchh majburi thi so main ne jiwan war diya main kaisa zinda aadmi tha ek shakhs ne mujh ko mar diya ek sabz shakh gulab ki tha ek duniya apne khwab ki tha wo ek bahaar jo aai nahin us ke liye sab kuchh haar diya ye saja-sajaya ghar sathi meri zat nahin mera haal nahin ai kash kabhi tum jaan sako jo is sukh ne aazar diya main khuli hui ek sachchai mujhe jaanne wale jaante hain main ne kin logon se nafrat ki aur kin logon ko pyar diya wo ishq bahut mushkil tha magar aasan na tha yun jina bhi us ishq ne zinda rahne ka mujhe zarf diya pindar diya main rota hun aur aasman se tare tutte dekhta hun un logon par jin logon ne mere logon ko aazar diya wo yar hon ya mahbub mere ya kabhi kabhi milne wale ek lazzat sab ke milne mein wo zakhm diya ya pyar diya mere bachchon ko allah rakhe in taza hawa ke jhonkon ne main khushk ped khizan ka tha mujhe kaisa barg-o-bar diya

dhanak dhanak meri poron ke khwab kar dega

dhanak dhanak miri poron ke khvab kar dega vo lams mere badan ko gulab kar dega qaba-e-jism ke har taar se guzarta hua kiran ka pyaar mujhe aftab kar dega junun-pasand hai dil aur tujh tak aane men badan ko naav lahu ko chanab kar dega main sach kahungi magar phir bhi haar jaungi vo jhuut bolega aur la-javab kar dega ana-parast hai itna ki baat se pahle vo uth ke band miri har kitab kar dega sukut-e-shahr-e-sukhan men vo phuul sa lahja samaaton ki faza khvab khvab kar dega isi tarah se agar chahta raha paiham sukhan-vari men mujhe intikhab kar dega miri tarah se koi hai jo zindagi apni tumhari yaad ke naam intisab kar dega dhanak dhanak meri poron ke khwab kar dega wo lams mere badan ko gulab kar dega qaba-e-jism ke har tar se guzarta hua kiran ka pyar mujhe aaftab kar dega junun-pasand hai dil aur tujh tak aane mein badan ko naw lahu ko chanab kar dega main sach kahungi magar phir bhi haar jaungi wo jhut bolega aur la-jawab kar dega ana-parast hai itna ki baat se pahle wo uth ke band meri har kitab kar dega sukut-e-shahr-e-sukhan mein wo phul sa lahja samaaton ki faza khwab khwab kar dega isi tarah se agar chahta raha paiham sukhan-wari mein mujhe intikhab kar dega meri tarah se koi hai jo zindagi apni tumhaari yaad ke nam intisab kar dega

jab bhi valid ki jafa yaad aai apne daada ki khata yaad aai

tiir par tiir lagao tumhen dar kis ka hai siina kis ka hai miri jaan jigar kis ka hai

ek pal mein zindagi bhar ki udasi de gaya

ek pal men zindagi bhar ki udasi de gaya vo juda hote hue kuchh phuul baasi de gaya noch kar shakhon ke tan se khushk patton ka libas zard mausam banjh-rut ko be-libasi de gaya subh ke taare miri pahli dua tere liye tu dil-e-be-sabr ko taskin zara si de gaya log malbon men dabe saae bhi dafnane lage zalzala ahl-e-zamin ko bad-havasi de gaya tund jhonke ki ragon men ghol kar apna dhuan ik diya andhi hava ko khud-shanasi de gaya le gaya 'mohsin' vo mujh se abr banta asman us ke badle men zamin sadiyon ki pyasi de gaya ek pal mein zindagi bhar ki udasi de gaya wo juda hote hue kuchh phul basi de gaya noch kar shakhon ke tan se khushk patton ka libas zard mausam banjh-rut ko be-libasi de gaya subh ke tare meri pahli dua tere liye tu dil-e-be-sabr ko taskin zara si de gaya log malbon mein dabe sae bhi dafnane lage zalzala ahl-e-zamin ko bad-hawasi de gaya tund jhonke ki ragon mein ghol kar apna dhuan ek diya andhi hawa ko khud-shanasi de gaya le gaya 'mohsin' wo mujh se abr banta aasman us ke badle mein zamin sadiyon ki pyasi de gaya

pahle rag rag se miri khuun nichoda us ne ab ye kahta hai ki rangat hi miri piili hai

aankh uthai hi thi ki khai chot

aankh uthai hi thi ki khaai chot bach gai aankh dil pe aai chot dard-e-dil ki unhen khabar kya ho janta kaun hai parai chot aai tanha na khana-e-dil men dard ko apne saath laai chot teghh thi haath men na khanjar tha us ne kya jaane kya lagai chot yuun na qatil ko jab yaqin aaya ham ne dil khol kar dikhai chot aur kya karte ham bala-kash-e-ghham jo padi dil pe vo uthai chot kahin chhupti bhi hai lagi dil ki laakh 'fani' ne go chhupai chot aankh uthai hi thi ki khai chot bach gai aankh dil pe aai chot dard-e-dil ki unhen khabar kya ho jaanta kaun hai parai chot aai tanha na khana-e-dil mein dard ko apne sath lai chot tegh thi hath mein na khanjar tha us ne kya jaane kya lagai chot yun na qatil ko jab yaqin aaya hum ne dil khol kar dikhai chot aur kya karte hum bala-kash-e-gham jo padi dil pe wo uthai chot kahin chhupti bhi hai lagi dil ki lakh 'fani' ne go chhupai chot

pahle nahai os mein phir aansuon mein raat

pahle nahai os men phir ansuon men raat yuun buund buund utri hamare gharon men raat kuchh bhi dikhai deta nahin duur duur tak chubhti hai suiyon ki tarah jab ragon men raat vo khurduri chatanen vo dariya vo abshar sab kuchh samet le gai apne paron men raat ankhon ko sab ki niind bhi di khvab bhi diye ham ko shumar karti rahi dushmanon men raat be-samt manzilon ne bulaya hai phir hamen sannate phir bichhane lagi raston men raat pahle nahai os mein phir aansuon mein raat yun bund bund utri hamare gharon mein raat kuchh bhi dikhai deta nahin dur dur tak chubhti hai suiyon ki tarah jab ragon mein raat wo khurduri chatanen wo dariya wo aabshaar sab kuchh samet le gai apne paron mein raat aankhon ko sab ki nind bhi di khwab bhi diye hum ko shumar karti rahi dushmanon mein raat be-samt manzilon ne bulaya hai phir hamein sannate phir bichhane lagi raston mein raat

tum na tauba karo jafaon se ham vafaon se tauba karte hain

kabhi tum mol lene hum kun hans hans bhaw karte ho

kabhi tum mol lene ham kuun hans hans bhaav karte ho kabhi tir-e-nigah-e-tund ka barsav karte ho kabhi tum sard karte ho dilon ki aag garmi siin kabhi tum sard-mehri siin jhatak kar baav karte ho kabhi tum saaf karte ho mire dil ki kudurat kuun kabhi tum be-sabab tevri chadha kar taav karte ho kabhi tum mom ho jaate ho jab main garm hota huun kabhi main sard hota huun to tum bhadkav karte ho kabhi la la mujhe dete ho apne haat siin pyala kabhi tum shisha-e-dil par mire pathrav karte ho kabhi tum dhuul udate ho miri ghhusse siin rukhe ho kabhi munh par haya ka la araq chhidkav karte ho kabhi khush ho ke karte ho 'siraj' apne ki jan-bakhshi kabhi us ke bujha dene kuun kya kya daav karte ho kabhi tum mol lene hum kun hans hans bhaw karte ho kabhi tir-e-nigah-e-tund ka barsaw karte ho kabhi tum sard karte ho dilon ki aag garmi sin kabhi tum sard-mehri sin jhatak kar baw karte ho kabhi tum saf karte ho mere dil ki kudurat kun kabhi tum be-sabab tewri chadha kar taw karte ho kabhi tum mom ho jate ho jab main garm hota hun kabhi main sard hota hun to tum bhadkaw karte ho kabhi la la mujhe dete ho apne hat sin pyala kabhi tum shisha-e-dil par mere pathraw karte ho kabhi tum dhul udate ho meri ghusse sin rukhe ho kabhi munh par haya ka la araq chhidkaw karte ho kabhi khush ho ke karte ho 'siraj' apne ki jaan-bakhshi kabhi us ke bujha dene kun kya kya daw karte ho

jitni vo mire haal pe karte hain jafaen aata hai mujhe un ki mohabbat ka yaqin aur more the cruelty from her that i receive more in her affection for me do i believe

un ki jafaon par bhi vafa ka hua guman apni vafaon ko bhi faramosh kar diya

shikva us but ke jafa ka jo kiya main to kaha tum to duniya men ho ik ahl-e-vafa tum ko kya

ye chalan hain to tumhen hashr se denge tashbih log saffak kahenge badi rusvai hai

ki mire qatl ke baa'd us ne jafa se tauba haae us zud-pashiman ka pashiman hona after she had slain me then from torture she forswore alas! the one now quickly shamed was not so before this couplet highlights the tragic irony of a repentance that comes too late. ghalib mocks the beloved's nature of being 'quick to regret' (zood-pashemaan) because, in this specific instance, the decision to stop being cruel occurred only after the lover had already died from that very cruelty.

dhadakta jata hai dil muskurane walon ka

dhadakta jaata hai dil muskurane valon ka utha nahin hai abhi e'tibar nalon ka ye mukhtasar si hai rudad-e-subh-e-mai-khana zamin pe dher tha tuute hue piyalon ka ye khauf hai ki saba ladkhada ke gir na pade payam le ke chali hai shikasta-halon ka na aaen ahl-e-khirad vadi-e-junun ki taraf yahan guzar nahin daman bachane valon ka lipat lipat ke gale mil rahe the khanjar se bade ghhazab ka kaleja tha marne valon ka dhadakta jata hai dil muskurane walon ka utha nahin hai abhi e'tibar nalon ka ye mukhtasar si hai rudad-e-subh-e-mai-khana zamin pe dher tha tute hue piyalon ka ye khauf hai ki saba ladkhada ke gir na pade payam le ke chali hai shikasta-haalon ka na aaen ahl-e-khirad wadi-e-junun ki taraf yahan guzar nahin daman bachane walon ka lipat lipat ke gale mil rahe the khanjar se bade ghazab ka kaleja tha marne walon ka

bas-ki dushwar hai har kaam ka aasan hona

bas-ki dushvar hai har kaam ka asan hona aadmi ko bhi muyassar nahin insan hona tis difficult that every goal be easily complete for a man, too, to be human, is no easy feat girya chahe hai kharabi mire kashane ki dar o divar se tapke hai bayaban hona my tears seek destruction of my humble abode my hearth and home relentlessly does wilderness erode vae-divangi-e-shauq ki har dam mujh ko aap jaana udhar aur aap hi hairan hona such is desire's lunacy, i constantly repair to her street, even tho it leads me to despair jalva az-bas-ki taqaza-e-nigah karta hai jauhar-e-aina bhi chahe hai mizhgan hona beauty does yet seek behold the favour of a glance the lustre of the mirror seeks to be a lash perchance ishrat-e-qatl-gah-e-ahl-e-tamanna mat puchh id-e-nazzara hai shamshir ka uryan hona ask not the delight of those for martyrdom who wait unsheathing of the sword for them is cause to celebrate le gae khaak men ham daghh-e-tamanna-e-nashat tu ho aur aap ba-sad-rang-e-gulistan hona with me into dust i took the scars of hopes forlorn now in your splendour joyously the garden you adorn ishrat-e-para-e-dil zakhm-e-tamanna khana lazzat-e-rish-e-jigar ghharq-e-namak-dan hona when the heart is wounded does its ecstacy exalt fortitude is filled with joy when wounds are dipped in salt ki mire qatl ke baa'd us ne jafa se tauba haae us zud-pasheman ka pasheman hona after she had slain me then from torture she forswore alas! the one now quickly shamed was not so before haif us chaar girah kapde ki qismat 'ghhalib' jis ki qismat men ho ashiq ka gareban hona ghalib alas! that piece of cloth for whom destiny has ordained a fate that it, a lover's collar be bas-ki dushwar hai har kaam ka aasan hona aadmi ko bhi muyassar nahin insan hona tis difficult that every goal be easily complete for a man, too, to be human, is no easy feat girya chahe hai kharabi mere kashane ki dar o diwar se tapke hai bayaban hona my tears seek destruction of my humble abode my hearth and home relentlessly does wilderness erode wae-diwangi-e-shauq ki har dam mujh ko aap jaana udhar aur aap hi hairan hona such is desire's lunacy, i constantly repair to her street, even tho it leads me to despair jalwa az-bas-ki taqaza-e-nigah karta hai jauhar-e-aina bhi chahe hai mizhgan hona beauty does yet seek behold the favour of a glance the lustre of the mirror seeks to be a lash perchance ishrat-e-qatl-gah-e-ahl-e-tamanna mat puchh id-e-nazzara hai shamshir ka uryan hona ask not the delight of those for martyrdom who wait unsheathing of the sword for them is cause to celebrate le gae khak mein hum dagh-e-tamanna-e-nashat tu ho aur aap ba-sad-rang-e-gulistan hona with me into dust i took the scars of hopes forlorn now in your splendour joyously the garden you adorn ishrat-e-para-e-dil zakhm-e-tamanna khana lazzat-e-rish-e-jigar gharq-e-namak-dan hona when the heart is wounded does its ecstacy exalt fortitude is filled with joy when wounds are dipped in salt ki mere qatl ke ba'd us ne jafa se tauba hae us zud-pasheman ka pasheman hona after she had slain me then from torture she forswore alas! the one now quickly shamed was not so before haif us chaar girah kapde ki qismat 'ghaalib' jis ki qismat mein ho aashiq ka gareban hona ghalib alas! that piece of cloth for whom destiny has ordained a fate that it, a lover's collar be

ki mire qatl ke baa'd us ne jafa se tauba haae us zud-pashiman ka pashiman hona after she had slain me then from torture she forswore alas! the one now quickly shamed was not so before this couplet highlights the tragic irony of a repentance that comes too late. ghalib mocks the beloved's nature of being 'quick to regret' (zood-pashemaan) because, in this specific instance, the decision to stop being cruel occurred only after the lover had already died from that very cruelty.

mujhe apne zabt pe naz tha sar-e-bazm raat ye kya hua

mujhe apne zabt pe naaz tha sar-e-bazm raat ye kya hua miri aankh kaise chhalak gai mujhe ranj hai ye bura hua miri zindagi ke charaghh ka ye mizaj koi naya nahin abhi raushni abhi tirgi na jala hua na bujha hua mujhe jo bhi dushman-e-jan mila vahi pukhta-kar-e-jafa mila na kisi ki zarb ghhalat padi na kisi ka tiir khata hua mujhe aap kyuun na samajh sake ye khud apne dil hi se puchhiye miri dastan-e-hayat ka to varaq varaq hai khula hua jo nazar bacha ke guzar gae mire samne se abhi abhi ye mire hi shahr ke log the mire ghar se ghar hai mila hua hamen is ka koi bhi haq nahin ki sharik-e-bazm-e-khulus hon na hamare paas naqab hai na kuchh astin men chhupa hua mujhe ik gali men pada hua kisi bad-nasib ka khat mila kahin khun-e-dil se likha hua kahin ansuon se mita hua mujhe ham-safar bhi mila koi to shikasta-hal miri tarah kai manzilon ka thaka hua kahin raston men luta hua hamen apne ghar se chale hue sar-e-rah umr guzar gai koi justuju ka sila mila na safar ka haq hi ada hua mujhe apne zabt pe naz tha sar-e-bazm raat ye kya hua meri aankh kaise chhalak gai mujhe ranj hai ye bura hua meri zindagi ke charagh ka ye mizaj koi naya nahin abhi raushni abhi tirgi na jala hua na bujha hua mujhe jo bhi dushman-e-jaan mila wahi pukhta-kar-e-jafa mila na kisi ki zarb ghalat padi na kisi ka tir khata hua mujhe aap kyun na samajh sake ye khud apne dil hi se puchhiye meri dastan-e-hayat ka to waraq waraq hai khula hua jo nazar bacha ke guzar gae mere samne se abhi abhi ye mere hi shahr ke log the mere ghar se ghar hai mila hua hamein is ka koi bhi haq nahin ki sharik-e-bazm-e-khulus hon na hamare pas naqab hai na kuchh aastin mein chhupa hua mujhe ek gali mein pada hua kisi bad-nasib ka khat mila kahin khun-e-dil se likha hua kahin aansuon se mita hua mujhe ham-safar bhi mila koi to shikasta-haal meri tarah kai manzilon ka thaka hua kahin raston mein luta hua hamein apne ghar se chale hue sar-e-rah umr guzar gai koi justuju ka sila mila na safar ka haq hi ada hua

ada aai jafa aai ghhurur aaya hijab aaya hazaron afaten le kar hasinon par shabab aaya

aise bigde ki phir jafa bhi na ki dushmani ka bhi haq ada na hua she was so annoyed she did not even torment me in doing so denied what was due to enmity

dhanak dhanak meri poron ke khwab kar dega

dhanak dhanak miri poron ke khvab kar dega vo lams mere badan ko gulab kar dega qaba-e-jism ke har taar se guzarta hua kiran ka pyaar mujhe aftab kar dega junun-pasand hai dil aur tujh tak aane men badan ko naav lahu ko chanab kar dega main sach kahungi magar phir bhi haar jaungi vo jhuut bolega aur la-javab kar dega ana-parast hai itna ki baat se pahle vo uth ke band miri har kitab kar dega sukut-e-shahr-e-sukhan men vo phuul sa lahja samaaton ki faza khvab khvab kar dega isi tarah se agar chahta raha paiham sukhan-vari men mujhe intikhab kar dega miri tarah se koi hai jo zindagi apni tumhari yaad ke naam intisab kar dega dhanak dhanak meri poron ke khwab kar dega wo lams mere badan ko gulab kar dega qaba-e-jism ke har tar se guzarta hua kiran ka pyar mujhe aaftab kar dega junun-pasand hai dil aur tujh tak aane mein badan ko naw lahu ko chanab kar dega main sach kahungi magar phir bhi haar jaungi wo jhut bolega aur la-jawab kar dega ana-parast hai itna ki baat se pahle wo uth ke band meri har kitab kar dega sukut-e-shahr-e-sukhan mein wo phul sa lahja samaaton ki faza khwab khwab kar dega isi tarah se agar chahta raha paiham sukhan-wari mein mujhe intikhab kar dega meri tarah se koi hai jo zindagi apni tumhaari yaad ke nam intisab kar dega

lamhe lamhe ki na-rasai hai

lamhe lamhe ki na-rasai hai zindagi halat-e-judai hai mard-e-maidan huun apni zaat ka main main ne sab se shikast khaai hai ik ajab haal hai ki ab us ko yaad karna bhi bevafai hai ab ye surat hai jan-e-jan ki tujhe bhulne men miri bhalai hai khud ko bhula huun us ko bhula huun umr bhar ki yahi kamai hai main hunar-mand-e-rang huun main ne khuun thuka hai daad paai hai jaane ye tere vasl ke hangam teri furqat kahan se aai hai lamhe lamhe ki na-rasai hai zindagi haalat-e-judai hai mard-e-maidan hun apni zat ka main main ne sab se shikast khai hai ek ajab haal hai ki ab us ko yaad karna bhi bewafai hai ab ye surat hai jaan-e-jaan ki tujhe bhulne mein meri bhalai hai khud ko bhula hun us ko bhula hun umr bhar ki yahi kamai hai main hunar-mand-e-rang hun main ne khun thuka hai dad pai hai jaane ye tere wasl ke hangam teri furqat kahan se aai hai

tiir par tiir lagao tumhen dar kis ka hai siina kis ka hai miri jaan jigar kis ka hai

lutf aane laga jafaon men vo kahin mehrban na ho jaae i've started to enjoy her tortures by and by i hope she doesn't now decide to

har-chand gham-o-dard ki qimat bhi bahut thi

har-chand ghham-o-dard ki qimat bhi bahut thi lena hi pada dil ko zarurat bhi bahut thi zalim tha vo aur zulm ki aadat bhi bahut thi majbur the ham us se mohabbat bhi bahut thi go tark-e-taalluq men suhulat bhi bahut thi lekin na hua ham se ki ghhairat bhi bahut thi us but ke sitam sah ke dikha hi diya ham ne go apni tabiat men baghhavat bhi bahut thi vaqif hi na tha ramz-e-mohabbat se vo varna dil ke liye thodi si inayat hi bahut thi yuun hi nahin mashhur-e-zamana mira qatil us shakhs ko is fan men maharat bhi bahut thi kya daur-e-ghhazal tha ki lahu dil men bahut tha aur dil ko lahu karne ke fursat bhi bahut thi har shaam sunate the hasinon ko ghhazal ham jab maal bahut tha to sakhavat bhi bahut thi bulva ke ham 'ajiz' ko pasheman bhi bahut hain kya kijiye kam-bakht ki shohrat bhi bahut thi har-chand gham-o-dard ki qimat bhi bahut thi lena hi pada dil ko zarurat bhi bahut thi zalim tha wo aur zulm ki aadat bhi bahut thi majbur the hum us se mohabbat bhi bahut thi go tark-e-talluq mein suhulat bhi bahut thi lekin na hua hum se ki ghairat bhi bahut thi us but ke sitam sah ke dikha hi diya hum ne go apni tabiat mein baghawat bhi bahut thi waqif hi na tha ramz-e-mohabbat se wo warna dil ke liye thodi si inayat hi bahut thi yun hi nahin mashhur-e-zamana mera qatil us shakhs ko is fan mein mahaarat bhi bahut thi kya daur-e-ghazal tha ki lahu dil mein bahut tha aur dil ko lahu karne ke fursat bhi bahut thi har sham sunate the hasinon ko ghazal hum jab mal bahut tha to sakhawat bhi bahut thi bulwa ke hum 'ajiz' ko pasheman bhi bahut hain kya kijiye kam-bakht ki shohrat bhi bahut thi

aankh uthai hi thi ki khai chot

aankh uthai hi thi ki khaai chot bach gai aankh dil pe aai chot dard-e-dil ki unhen khabar kya ho janta kaun hai parai chot aai tanha na khana-e-dil men dard ko apne saath laai chot teghh thi haath men na khanjar tha us ne kya jaane kya lagai chot yuun na qatil ko jab yaqin aaya ham ne dil khol kar dikhai chot aur kya karte ham bala-kash-e-ghham jo padi dil pe vo uthai chot kahin chhupti bhi hai lagi dil ki laakh 'fani' ne go chhupai chot aankh uthai hi thi ki khai chot bach gai aankh dil pe aai chot dard-e-dil ki unhen khabar kya ho jaanta kaun hai parai chot aai tanha na khana-e-dil mein dard ko apne sath lai chot tegh thi hath mein na khanjar tha us ne kya jaane kya lagai chot yun na qatil ko jab yaqin aaya hum ne dil khol kar dikhai chot aur kya karte hum bala-kash-e-gham jo padi dil pe wo uthai chot kahin chhupti bhi hai lagi dil ki lakh 'fani' ne go chhupai chot

qaaem hai ab bhi meri vafaon ka silsila ik silsila hai un ki jafaon ka silsila

tum na tauba karo jafaon se ham vafaon se tauba karte hain

bahut se logon ko gham ne jila ke mar diya

bahut se logon ko ghham ne jila ke maar diya jo bach rahe the unhen mai pila ke maar diya ye kya ada hai ki jab un ki barhami se ham na mar sake to hamen muskura ke maar diya na jaate aap to aghhosh kyuun tahi hoti gae to aap ne pahlu se ja ke maar diya mujhe gila to nahin aap ke taghhaful se magar huzur ne himmat badha ke maar diya na aap aas bandhate na ye sitam hota hamen to aap ne amrit pila ke maar diya kisi ne husn-e-taghhaful se jaan talab kar li kisi ne lutf ke dariya baha ke maar diya jise bhi main ne ziyada tapak se dekha usi hasin ne patthar utha ke maar diya vo log mangenge ab ziist kis ke anchal se? jinhen huzur ne daman chhuda ke maar diya chale to khanda-mizaji se ja rahe the ham kisi hasin ne raste men aa ke maar diya rah-e-hayat men kuchh aise pech-o-kham to na the kisi hasin ne raste men aa ke maar diya karam ki surat-e-avval to jan-gudaz na thi karam ka dusra pahlu dikha ke maar diya ajiib ras-bhara rahzan tha jis ne logon ko tarah tarah ki adaen dikha ke maar diya ajiib khulq se ik ajnabi musafir ne hamen khilaf-e-tavaqqoa bula ke maar diya 'adam' bade adab-adab se hasinon ne hamen sitam ka nishana bana ke maar diya taayyunat ki had tak to ji raha tha 'adam' taayyunat ke parde utha ke maar diya bahut se logon ko gham ne jila ke mar diya jo bach rahe the unhen mai pila ke mar diya ye kya ada hai ki jab un ki barhami se hum na mar sake to hamein muskura ke mar diya na jate aap to aaghosh kyun tahi hoti gae to aap ne pahlu se ja ke mar diya mujhe gila to nahin aap ke taghaful se magar huzur ne himmat badha ke mar diya na aap aas bandhate na ye sitam hota hamein to aap ne amrit pila ke mar diya kisi ne husn-e-taghaful se jaan talab kar li kisi ne lutf ke dariya baha ke mar diya jise bhi main ne ziyaada tapak se dekha usi hasin ne patthar utha ke mar diya wo log mangenge ab zist kis ke aanchal se? jinhen huzur ne daman chhuda ke mar diya chale to khanda-mizaji se ja rahe the hum kisi hasin ne raste mein aa ke mar diya rah-e-hayat mein kuchh aise pech-o-kham to na the kisi hasin ne raste mein aa ke mar diya karam ki surat-e-awwal to jaan-gudaz na thi karam ka dusra pahlu dikha ke mar diya ajib ras-bhara rahzan tha jis ne logon ko tarah tarah ki adaen dikha ke mar diya ajib khulq se ek ajnabi musafir ne hamein khilaf-e-tawaqqoa bula ke mar diya 'adam' bade adab-adab se hasinon ne hamein sitam ka nishana bana ke mar diya tayyunat ki had tak to ji raha tha 'adam' tayyunat ke parde utha ke mar diya

jitni vo mire haal pe karte hain jafaen aata hai mujhe un ki mohabbat ka yaqin aur more the cruelty from her that i receive more in her affection for me do i believe

zalim jafa jo chahe so kar mujh pe tu vale pachhtave phir tu aap hi aisa na kar kahin o cruel one any torture, on me implement just refrain from actions which you may repent

un ki jafaon par bhi vafa ka hua guman apni vafaon ko bhi faramosh kar diya

shikva us but ke jafa ka jo kiya main to kaha tum to duniya men ho ik ahl-e-vafa tum ko kya

ye chalan hain to tumhen hashr se denge tashbih log saffak kahenge badi rusvai hai