Maut

bichhda kuchh is ada se ki rut hi badal gai ek shakhs sare shahr ko viran kar gaya

ek hunar hai jo kar gaya hun main

ik hunar hai jo kar gaya huun main sab ke dil se utar gaya huun main kaise apni hansi ko zabt karun sun raha huun ki ghar gaya huun main kya bataun ki mar nahin paata jite-ji jab se mar gaya huun main ab hai bas apna samna dar-pesh har kisi se guzar gaya huun main vahi naz-o-ada vahi ghhamze sar-ba-sar aap par gaya huun main ajab ilzam huun zamane ka ki yahan sab ke sar gaya huun main kabhi khud tak pahunch nahin paaya jab ki vaan umr bhar gaya huun main tum se janan mila huun jis din se be-tarah khud se dar gaya huun main ku-e-janan men sog barpa hai ki achanak sudhar gaya huun main ek hunar hai jo kar gaya hun main sab ke dil se utar gaya hun main kaise apni hansi ko zabt karun sun raha hun ki ghar gaya hun main kya bataun ki mar nahin pata jite-ji jab se mar gaya hun main ab hai bas apna samna dar-pesh har kisi se guzar gaya hun main wahi naz-o-ada wahi ghamze sar-ba-sar aap par gaya hun main ajab ilzam hun zamane ka ki yahan sab ke sar gaya hun main kabhi khud tak pahunch nahin paya jab ki wan umr bhar gaya hun main tum se jaanan mila hun jis din se be-tarah khud se dar gaya hun main ku-e-jaanan mein sog barpa hai ki achanak sudhar gaya hun main

qaid-e-hayat o band-e-gham asl mein donon ek hain maut se pahle aadmi gham se najat pae kyun prison of life and sorrow's chains in truth are just the same then relief from pain, ere death,why should man obtain ghalib posits an existential truth that life and suffering are inseparable; to exist is to suffer. he argues that life itself is a form of imprisonment, identical to the chains of grief. consequently, seeking relief from pain while still alive is futile, as true liberation is only possible through the cessation of life, which is death.

zindagi kya hai ek kahani hai

zindagi kya hai ik kahani hai ye kahani nahin sunani hai hai khuda bhi ajiib yaani jo na zamini na asmani hai hai mire shauq-e-vasl ko ye gila us ka pahlu sara-e-fani hai apni tamir-e-jan-o-dil ke liye apni buniyad ham ko dhani hai ye hai lamhon ka ek shahr-e-azal yaan ki har baat na-gahani hai chaliye ai jan-e-sham aaj tumhen shama ik qabr par jalani hai rang ki apni baat hai varna akhirash khuun bhi to paani hai ik abas ka vajud hai jis se zindagi ko murad paani hai shaam hai aur sahn men dil ke ik ajab huzn-e-asmani hai zindagi kya hai ek kahani hai ye kahani nahin sunani hai hai khuda bhi ajib yani jo na zamini na aasmani hai hai mere shauq-e-wasl ko ye gila us ka pahlu sara-e-fani hai apni tamir-e-jaan-o-dil ke liye apni buniyaad hum ko dhani hai ye hai lamhon ka ek shahr-e-azal yan ki har baat na-gahani hai chaliye ai jaan-e-sham aaj tumhein shama ek qabr par jalani hai rang ki apni baat hai warna aakhirash khun bhi to pani hai ek abas ka wajud hai jis se zindagi ko murad pani hai sham hai aur sahn mein dil ke ek ajab huzn-e-asmani hai

zindagi kya hai anasir mein zuhur-e-tartib maut kya hai inhin ajza ka pareshan hona चकबस्त का ये शे’र बहुत मशहूर है। ग़ालिब ने क्या ख़ूब कहा था; हो गए मुज़्महिल क़ुवा ग़ालिब अब अनासिर में एतिदाल कहाँ मानव शरीर की रचना कुछ तत्वों से होती है। दार्शनिकों की दृष्टि में वो तत्व अग्नि, वायु, मिट्टी और जल हैं। इन तत्वों में जब भ्रम पैदा होता है तो मानव शरीर अपना संतुलन खो देता है। अर्थात ग़ालिब की भाषा में जब तत्वों में संतुलन नहीं रहता तो इंद्रियाँ अर्थात विभिन्न शक्तियां कमज़ोर होजाती हैं। चकबस्त इसी तथ्य की तरफ़ इशारा करते हैं कि जब तक मानव शरीर में तत्व क्रम में हैं मनुष्य जीवित रहता है। और जब ये तत्व परेशान हो जाते हैं अर्थात उनमें संतुलन और सामंजस्य नहीं रहता है तो मृत्यु होजाती है। shafaq sopori

duniya meri bala jaane mahngi hai ya sasti hai

duniya meri bala jaane mahngi hai ya sasti hai maut mile to muft na luun hasti ki kya hasti hai abadi bhi dekhi hai virane bhi dekhe hain jo ujde aur phir na base dil vo nirali basti hai khud jo na hone ka ho adam kya use hona kahte hain niist na ho to hast nahin ye hasti kya hasti hai ijz-e-gunah ke dam tak hain ismat-e-kamil ke jalve pasti hai to bulandi hai raz-e-bulandi pasti hai jaan si shai bik jaati hai ek nazar ke badle men aage marzi gahak ki in damon to sasti hai vahshat-e-dil se phirna hai apne khuda se phir jaana divane ye hosh nahin ye to hosh-parasti hai jag suuna hai tere baghhair ankhon ka kya haal hua jab bhi duniya basti thi ab bhi duniya basti hai aansu the so khushk hue ji hai ki umda aata hai dil pe ghata si chhai hai khulti hai na barasti hai dil ka ujadna sahl sahi basna sahl nahin zalim basti basna khel nahin baste baste basti hai 'fani' jis men aansu kya dil ke lahu ka kaal na tha haae vo aankh ab paani ki do bundon ko tarasti hai duniya meri bala jaane mahngi hai ya sasti hai maut mile to muft na lun hasti ki kya hasti hai aabaadi bhi dekhi hai virane bhi dekhe hain jo ujde aur phir na base dil wo nirali basti hai khud jo na hone ka ho adam kya use hona kahte hain nist na ho to hast nahin ye hasti kya hasti hai ijz-e-gunah ke dam tak hain ismat-e-kaamil ke jalwe pasti hai to bulandi hai raaz-e-bulandi pasti hai jaan si shai bik jati hai ek nazar ke badle mein aage marzi gahak ki in damon to sasti hai wahshat-e-dil se phirna hai apne khuda se phir jaana diwane ye hosh nahin ye to hosh-parasti hai jag suna hai tere baghair aankhon ka kya haal hua jab bhi duniya basti thi ab bhi duniya basti hai aansu the so khushk hue ji hai ki umda aata hai dil pe ghata si chhai hai khulti hai na barasti hai dil ka ujadna sahl sahi basna sahl nahin zalim basti basna khel nahin baste baste basti hai 'fani' jis mein aansu kya dil ke lahu ka kal na tha hae wo aankh ab pani ki do bundon ko tarasti hai

maut ka ek din muayyan hai nind kyun raat bhar nahin aati when for death a day has been ordained what reason that i cannot sleep all night? this couplet captures the irony between rational belief in destiny and human emotional restlessness. ghalib argues that if death is predestined and cannot occur before its time, there is no logical reason to fear the night or stay awake guarding one's life. yet, an inexplicable anxiety or existential dread persists, denying him peace and sleep.

dil ko sukun ruh ko aaram aa gaya

dil ko sukun ruuh ko aram aa gaya maut aa gai ki dost ka paighham aa gaya jab koi zikr-e-gardish-e-ayyam aa gaya be-ikhtiyar lab pe tira naam aa gaya ghham men bhi hai surur vo hangam aa gaya shayad ki daur-e-bada-e-gulfam aa gaya divangi ho aql ho ummid ho ki yaas apna vahi hai vaqt pe jo kaam aa gaya dil ke muamlat men naseh shikast kya sau baar husn par bhi ye ilzam aa gaya sayyad shadman hai magar ye to soch le main aa gaya ki saaya tah-e-dam aa gaya dil ko na puchh marka-e-husn-o-ishq men kya janiye ghharib kahan kaam aa gaya ye kya maqam-e-ishq hai zalim ki in dinon aksar tire baghhair bhi aram aa gaya ahbab mujh se qat-e-taalluq karen 'jigar' ab aftab-e-zist lab-e-bam aa gaya dil ko sukun ruh ko aaram aa gaya maut aa gai ki dost ka paigham aa gaya jab koi zikr-e-gardish-e-ayyam aa gaya be-ikhtiyar lab pe tera nam aa gaya gham mein bhi hai surur wo hangam aa gaya shayad ki daur-e-baada-e-gulfam aa gaya diwangi ho aql ho ummid ho ki yas apna wahi hai waqt pe jo kaam aa gaya dil ke muamlat mein naseh shikast kya sau bar husn par bhi ye ilzam aa gaya sayyaad shadman hai magar ye to soch le main aa gaya ki saya tah-e-dam aa gaya dil ko na puchh marka-e-husn-o-ishq mein kya jaaniye gharib kahan kaam aa gaya ye kya maqam-e-ishq hai zalim ki in dinon aksar tere baghair bhi aaram aa gaya ahbab mujh se qat-e-talluq karen 'jigar' ab aaftab-e-zist lab-e-baam aa gaya

maut ka bhi ilaj ho shayad zindagi ka koi ilaj nahin for death a cure there well may be but for this life no remedy the couplet turns the usual fear upside down: death seems like a problem that might be solved, yet life is the deeper, unsolvable affliction. “cure” becomes a metaphor for relief from pain, restlessness, and the burdens of existence. the emotional core is weary resignation, suggesting that living brings complexities no remedy can fully fix.

zindagi se ek din mausam khafa ho jaenge

zindagi se ek din mausam khafa ho jaenge rang-e-gul aur bu-e-gul donon hava ho jaenge aankh se aansu nikal jaenge aur tahni se phuul vaqt badlega to sab qaidi riha ho jaenge phuul se khushbu bichhad jaegi suraj se kiran saal se din vaqt se lamhe juda ho jaenge kitne pur-ummid kitne khub-surat hain ye log kya ye sab baazu ye sab chehre fana ho jaenge zindagi se ek din mausam khafa ho jaenge rang-e-gul aur bu-e-gul donon hawa ho jaenge aankh se aansu nikal jaenge aur tahni se phul waqt badlega to sab qaidi riha ho jaenge phul se khushbu bichhad jaegi suraj se kiran sal se din waqt se lamhe juda ho jaenge kitne pur-ummid kitne khub-surat hain ye log kya ye sab bazu ye sab chehre fana ho jaenge

us gali ne ye sun ke sabr kiya jaane wale yahan ke the hi nahin

bahti hui aankhon ki rawani mein mare hain

bahti hui ankhon ki ravani men mare hain kuchh khvab mire ain-javani men mare hain rota huun main un lafzon ki qabron pe kai baar jo lafz miri shola-bayani men mare hain kuchh tujh se ye duuri bhi mujhe maar gai hai kuchh jazbe mire naql-e-makani men mare hain qabron men nahin ham ko kitabon men utaro ham log mohabbat ki kahani men mare hain is ishq ne akhir hamen barbad kiya hai ham log isi khaulte paani men mare hain kuchh had se ziyada tha hamen shauq-e-mohabbat aur ham hi mohabbat ki girani men mare hain bahti hui aankhon ki rawani mein mare hain kuchh khwab mere ain-jawani mein mare hain rota hun main un lafzon ki qabron pe kai bar jo lafz meri shola-bayani mein mare hain kuchh tujh se ye duri bhi mujhe mar gai hai kuchh jazbe mere naql-e-makani mein mare hain qabron mein nahin hum ko kitabon mein utaro hum log mohabbat ki kahani mein mare hain is ishq ne aakhir hamein barbaad kiya hai hum log isi khaulte pani mein mare hain kuchh had se ziyaada tha hamein shauq-e-mohabbat aur hum hi mohabbat ki girani mein mare hain

zamana bade shauq se sun raha tha hamin so gae dastan kahte kahte

hamare khun ke pyase pashemani se mar jaen

hamare khuun ke pyase pashemani se mar jaaen agar ham ek din apni hi nadani se mar jaaen aziyyat se janam leti suhulat raas aati hai koi aisi pade mushkil ki asani se mar jaaen adhuri si nazar kaafi hai us aina-dari par agar ham ghhaur se dekhen to hairani se mar jaaen bana rakkhi hain divaron pe tasviren parindon ki vagarna ham to apne ghar ki virani se mar jaaen agar vahshat ka ye aalam raha to ain-mumkin hai sukun se jiite jiite bhi pareshani se mar jaaen kahin aisa na ho yarab ki ye tarse hue aabid tiri jannat men ashya ki faravani se mar jaaen hamare khun ke pyase pashemani se mar jaen agar hum ek din apni hi nadani se mar jaen aziyyat se janam leti suhulat ras aati hai koi aisi pade mushkil ki aasani se mar jaen adhuri si nazar kafi hai us aaina-dari par agar hum ghaur se dekhen to hairani se mar jaen bana rakkhi hain diwaron pe taswiren parindon ki wagarna hum to apne ghar ki virani se mar jaen agar wahshat ka ye aalam raha to ain-mumkin hai sukun se jite jite bhi pareshani se mar jaen kahin aisa na ho yarab ki ye tarse hue aabid teri jannat mein ashya ki farawani se mar jaen

hue namwar be-nishan kaise kaise zamin kha gai aasman kaise kaise

koi dam bhi main kab andar raha hun

koi dam bhi main kab andar raha huun liye hain saans aur bahar raha huun dhuen men saans hain sanson men pal hain main raushan-dan tak bas mar raha huun fana har dam mujhe ginti rahi hai main ik dam ka tha aur din bhar raha huun zara ik saans roka to laga yuun ki itni der apne ghar raha huun ba-juz apne mayassar hai mujhe kya so khud se apni jeben bhar raha huun hamesha zakhm pahunche hain mujhi ko hamesha main pas-e-lashkar raha huun lita de niind ke bistar pe ai raat main din bhar apni palkon par raha huun koi dam bhi main kab andar raha hun liye hain sans aur bahar raha hun dhuen mein sans hain sanson mein pal hain main raushan-dan tak bas mar raha hun fana har dam mujhe ginti rahi hai main ek dam ka tha aur din bhar raha hun zara ek sans roka to laga yun ki itni der apne ghar raha hun ba-juz apne mayassar hai mujhe kya so khud se apni jeben bhar raha hun hamesha zakhm pahunche hain mujhi ko hamesha main pas-e-lashkar raha hun lita de nind ke bistar pe ai raat main din bhar apni palkon par raha hun

rahne ko sada dahr mein aata nahin koi tum jaise gae aise bhi jata nahin koi

aasman kuchh bhi nahin ab tere karne ke liye

asman kuchh bhi nahin ab tere karne ke liye main ne sab tayyariyan kar li hain marne ke liye is bulandi khauf se azad ho us ne kaha chand se jab bhi kaha niche utarne ke liye ab zamin kyuun tere naqshe se nahin hatti nazar rang kya koi bacha hai is men bharne ke liye ye jagah hairat-sarae hai kahan thi ye khabar yunhi aa nikla tha main to sair karne ke liye kitna asan lag raha hai mujh ko aage ka safar chhod aaya pichhe parchhain ko darne ke liye aasman kuchh bhi nahin ab tere karne ke liye main ne sab tayyariyan kar li hain marne ke liye is bulandi khauf se aazad ho us ne kaha chand se jab bhi kaha niche utarne ke liye ab zamin kyun tere naqshe se nahin hatti nazar rang kya koi bacha hai is mein bharne ke liye ye jagah hairat-sarae hai kahan thi ye khabar yunhi aa nikla tha main to sair karne ke liye kitna aasan lag raha hai mujh ko aage ka safar chhod aaya pichhe parchhain ko darne ke liye

kahani khatm hui aur aisi khatm hui ki log rone lage taliyan bajate hue

viran sarae ka diya hai

viran sarae ka diya hai jo kaun-o-makan men jal raha hai ye kaisi bichhadne ki saza hai aine men chehra rakh gaya hai khurshid misal shakhs kal shaam mitti ke supurd kar diya hai tum mar gae hausla tumhara zinda huun ye mera hausla hai andar bhi zamin ke raushni ho mitti men charaghh rakh diya hai main kaun sa khvab dekhta huun ye kaun se mulk ki faza hai vo kaun sa haath hai ki jis ne mujh aag ko khaak se likha hai rakkha tha khala men paanv main ne raste men sitara aa gaya hai shayad ki khuda men aur mujh men ik jast ka aur fasla hai gardish men hain kitni kaenaten bachcha mira paanv chal raha hai viran sarae ka diya hai jo kaun-o-makan mein jal raha hai ye kaisi bichhadne ki saza hai aaine mein chehra rakh gaya hai khurshid misal shakhs kal sham mitti ke supurd kar diya hai tum mar gae hausla tumhaara zinda hun ye mera hausla hai andar bhi zamin ke raushni ho mitti mein charagh rakh diya hai main kaun sa khwab dekhta hun ye kaun se mulk ki faza hai wo kaun sa hath hai ki jis ne mujh aag ko khak se likha hai rakkha tha khala mein panw main ne raste mein sitara aa gaya hai shayad ki khuda mein aur mujh mein ek jast ka aur fasla hai gardish mein hain kitni kaenaten bachcha mera panw chal raha hai

aai hogi kisi ko hijr mein maut mujh ko to nind bhi nahin aati

jahan se aae the shayad wahin chale gae hain

jahan se aae the shayad vahin chale gae hain vo sahiban-e-basharat kahin chale gae hain zamin pe rengte rahne ko ham jo hain maujud jo ahl-e-sharm the zer-e-zamin chale gae hain bahisht hai ki nahin hai ye tu hi janta hai tire faqir ba-nam-e-yaqin chale gae hain dikhai denge kabhi vaqt ke jharokon se vo log ab bhi yahin hain hamin chale gae hain vahi hua hai jo hota hai sone valon se ai mere dil tire pahlu-nashin chale gae hain hamari aankh 'shanavar' hui hai kya namnak sukhan-saraon se zehra-jabin chale gae hain jahan se aae the shayad wahin chale gae hain wo sahiban-e-bashaarat kahin chale gae hain zamin pe rengte rahne ko hum jo hain maujud jo ahl-e-sharm the zer-e-zamin chale gae hain bahisht hai ki nahin hai ye tu hi jaanta hai tere faqir ba-nam-e-yaqin chale gae hain dikhai denge kabhi waqt ke jharokon se wo log ab bhi yahin hain hamin chale gae hain wahi hua hai jo hota hai sone walon se ai mere dil tere pahlu-nashin chale gae hain hamari aankh 'shanawar' hui hai kya namnak sukhan-saraon se zehra-jabin chale gae hain

marte hain aarzu mein marne ki maut aati hai par nahin aati i die yearning as i hope for death death does come to me but then not quite this couplet captures a profound paradox of suffering where life becomes so unbearable that the poet longs for death as a release. the irony lies in the wordplay: he is 'dying' (suffering intensely) in his wait for death, creating a state of perpetual agony where the relief of actual death remains elusive despite seeming imminent.

wufur-e-dard ko ehsas hai main jaane wala hun

vufur-e-dard ko ehsas hai main jaane vaala huun bahut kam vaqt mere paas hai main jaane vaala huun kaha jo tha ki tere baad duniya men nahin rahna mujhe apne kahe ka paas hai main jaane vaala huun mabada mere jaane tak vo chashma khushk ho jaae mujhe ab-e-abad ki pyaas hai main jaane vaala huun agar main saans lene ko rukun to rizq rukta hai mujhe hijrat musalsal raas hai main jaane vaala huun vo meri khalvat-e-paiham to meri badshahat hai taalluq aarzi ban-bas hai main jaane vaala huun girai ja rahi hain yuun bhi divaren duaon ki mire ahbab ko vishvas hai main jaane vaala huun zabani yaad kar lo phir ye khal-o-khat nahin honge qarib-e-shoalagi qirtas hai main jaane vaala huun ye saman bhi sambhalo tum ye ehsan bhi utha lo tum yahi jo mohlat-e-anfas hai main jaane vaala huun dar-o-divar ki halat se andaza laga liije kahin jaale kahin par ghaas hai main jaane vaala huun bas ab main aur karb-e-kashmakash men rah nahin sakta yahan har aas men ik yaas hai main jaane vaala huun akela hai koi meri tarah aflak par shahid use meri azal se aas hai main jaane vaala huun wufur-e-dard ko ehsas hai main jaane wala hun bahut kam waqt mere pas hai main jaane wala hun kaha jo tha ki tere baad duniya mein nahin rahna mujhe apne kahe ka pas hai main jaane wala hun mabaada mere jaane tak wo chashma khushk ho jae mujhe aab-e-abad ki pyas hai main jaane wala hun agar main sans lene ko rukun to rizq rukta hai mujhe hijrat musalsal ras hai main jaane wala hun wo meri khalwat-e-paiham to meri baadshahat hai talluq aarzi ban-bas hai main jaane wala hun girai ja rahi hain yun bhi diwaren duaon ki mere ahbab ko wishwas hai main jaane wala hun zabani yaad kar lo phir ye khal-o-khat nahin honge qarib-e-shoalagi qirtas hai main jaane wala hun ye saman bhi sambhaalo tum ye ehsan bhi utha lo tum yahi jo mohlat-e-anfas hai main jaane wala hun dar-o-diwar ki haalat se andaza laga lije kahin jale kahin par ghas hai main jaane wala hun bas ab main aur karb-e-kashmakash mein rah nahin sakta yahan har aas mein ek yas hai main jaane wala hun akela hai koi meri tarah aflak par shahid use meri azal se aas hai main jaane wala hun

na gor-e-sikandar na hai qabr-e-dara mite namiyon ke nishan kaise kaise

wo daur qarib aa raha hai

vo daur qarib aa raha hai jab dad-e-hunar na mil sakegi us shab ka nuzul ho raha hai jis shab ki sahar na mil sakegi puchhoge har ik se ham kahan hain aur apni khabar na mil sakegi asan bhi na hoga ghar men rahna taufiq-e-safar na mil sakegi khanjar si zaban ka zakhm kha ke marham si nazar na mil sakegi is rah-e-safar men saya-e-afgan ik shakh-e-shajar na mil sakegi jaoge kisi ki anjuman men par us se nazar na mil sakegi ik jins-e-vafa hai jis ko har-su dhundoge magar na mil sakegi sailab-e-havas umad raha hai ik tishna nazar na mil sakegi wo daur qarib aa raha hai jab dad-e-hunar na mil sakegi us shab ka nuzul ho raha hai jis shab ki sahar na mil sakegi puchhoge har ek se hum kahan hain aur apni khabar na mil sakegi aasan bhi na hoga ghar mein rahna taufiq-e-safar na mil sakegi khanjar si zaban ka zakhm kha ke marham si nazar na mil sakegi is rah-e-safar mein saya-e-afgan ek shakh-e-shajar na mil sakegi jaoge kisi ki anjuman mein par us se nazar na mil sakegi ek jins-e-wafa hai jis ko har-su dhundoge magar na mil sakegi sailab-e-hawas umad raha hai ek tishna nazar na mil sakegi

kaun kahta hai ki maut aai to mar jaunga main to dariya hun samundar mein utar jaunga

insani darinde aur is aasani se mar jaen

insani darinde aur is asani se mar jaaen ye sochne baithen to pareshani se mar jaaen vo jin ko mayassar thi har ik chiz-e-digar bhi mumkin hai suhulat ki faravani se mar jaaen kashti pe the kashti ko jalate hue hazrat ab aag se bach jaaen bhale paani se mar jaaen aine ka ye kaun sa session hai hamen kya divar ko takte hue hairani se mar jaaen 'babar' koi jazbati kronon se ye puchhe kis khate men ham aap ki nadani se mar jaaen ai dost mukammal nazar-andaz hi kar dekh aisa na ho ham niim nigahbani se mar jaaen bach jaaen to akhir kise kya farq padega dushman na sahi dost pashemani se mar jaaen ankhon men utarte hue itraen sitare suraj hon to jal kar tiri peshani se mar jaaen ranjhe ko to phir hiir ki tasvir bahut hai ji karta tha lag kar usi marjani se mar jaaen insani darinde aur is aasani se mar jaen ye sochne baithen to pareshani se mar jaen wo jin ko mayassar thi har ek chiz-e-digar bhi mumkin hai suhulat ki farawani se mar jaen kashti pe the kashti ko jalate hue hazraat ab aag se bach jaen bhale pani se mar jaen aaine ka ye kaun sa session hai hamein kya diwar ko takte hue hairani se mar jaen 'babar' koi jazbaati kronon se ye puchhe kis khate mein hum aap ki nadani se mar jaen ai dost mukammal nazar-andaz hi kar dekh aisa na ho hum nim nigahbani se mar jaen bach jaen to aakhir kise kya farq padega dushman na sahi dost pashemani se mar jaen aankhon mein utarte hue itraen sitare suraj hon to jal kar teri peshani se mar jaen ranjhe ko to phir hir ki taswir bahut hai ji karta tha lag kar usi marjaani se mar jaen

kam se kam maut se aisi mujhe ummid nahin zindagi tu ne to dhoke pe diya hai dhoka the speaker contrasts death with life: death may be feared, yet it is straightforward and final, not duplicitous. life, however, keeps offering hopes and meanings only to snatch them away, turning promises into repeated betrayals. the emotional core is bitter disillusionment—being worn down not by endings, but by continual, layered deception.

ek bar phir watan mein gaya ja ke aa gaya

ik baar phir vatan men gaya ja ke aa gaya lakht-e-jigar ko khaak men dafna ke aa gaya har ham-safar pe khizr ka dhoka hua mujhe ab-e-baqa ki raah se katra ke aa gaya hur-e-lahad ne chhin liya tujh ko aur main apna sa munh liye hue sharma ke aa gaya dil le gaya mujhe tiri turbat pe baar baar avaz de ke baith ke ukta ke aa gaya roya ki tha jahez tira vajib-ul-ada menh motiyon ka qabr pe barsa ke aa gaya meri bisat kya thi huzur-e-raza-e-dost tinka sa ek samne dariya ke aa gaya ab ke bhi raas aai na hubb-e-vatan 'hafiz' ab ke bhi ek tir-e-qaza kha ke aa gaya ek bar phir watan mein gaya ja ke aa gaya lakht-e-jigar ko khak mein dafna ke aa gaya har ham-safar pe khizr ka dhoka hua mujhe aab-e-baqa ki rah se katra ke aa gaya hur-e-lahad ne chhin liya tujh ko aur main apna sa munh liye hue sharma ke aa gaya dil le gaya mujhe teri turbat pe bar bar aawaz de ke baith ke ukta ke aa gaya roya ki tha jahez tera wajib-ul-ada meinh motiyon ka qabr pe barsa ke aa gaya meri bisat kya thi huzur-e-raza-e-dost tinka sa ek samne dariya ke aa gaya ab ke bhi ras aai na hubb-e-watan 'hafiz' ab ke bhi ek tir-e-qaza kha ke aa gaya