|Har Bul-Hawas Ne Husn-Parasti Shiaar Kee;|
Ab Aabroo-e-Sheva-e-Ahl-e-Nazar Gayi;
Nazare Ne Bhi Kaam Kiya Wan Naqaab Kee;
Masti Se Har Nigah Tere Rukh Par Bikhar Gayi!
Each common lover has become a fake priest of beauty,
The distinction of the visionary lover has been erased.
Looking itself performed the function of secreting you,
Each blinded gaze refracted on the glories of your face.
|Zuban Khamosh Aankhon Mein Nami Hogi;|
Yahi Bas Meri Ek Dastan-e-Zindagi Hogi;
Bharne Ko Toh Har Zakham Bhar Jayega;
Kaise Bharegi Wo Jagah Jahan Teri Kami Hogi!
|Kabhi Hum Tute To Kabhi Khwaab Tute;|
Na Jane Kitne Tukdo Mein Armaan Tute;
Har Tukda Aaina Hai Zindgi Ka;
Har Aaine Ke Saath Laakhon Jazbaat Tute!
|Woh Baada-e-Shabana Kee Sar-Mastiyan Kahan;|
Uthiye Bas Ab Ke Lazzat-e-Khwab-e-Sehar Gayi;
Udti Phire Hai Khaak Meri Koo-e-Yaar Mein;
Baare Ab Aaye Hawa Hawas-e-Baal-o-Par Gayi!
Gone are those spirited nights of intoxication,
Arise! The blissful sleep of dawns that follow is also dispersed.
A cloud of my ashes rises in the street of the other,
Finally oh wind, I no longer crave wings or plumage.
|Takdeer Bata Tune Mujhko Kis Mod Pe Lake Chhod Diya;|
Ek Mod Talak To Saath Diya Ek Mod Pe Lake Chhod Diya;
Khud Pyaar Kiya Khud Thukraya Phir Pyaar Bhara Dil Tod Diya;
Us Mod Talak To Saath Diya Is Mod Pe Lake Chhod Diya!
|Bhule Hain Rafta Rafta Unhen Muddaton Mein Hum;|
Kishton Mein Khud-Kushi Ka Maza Humse Puchiye!
|Surat Hamari Dekh Li Lekin Dil Hamara Dekh Na Sake;|
Khushi Hamari Dekh Li Lekin Dukh Hamare Dekh Na Sake;
Pyaar Hum Se Kar Liya Aur Fikar Hamari Kar Na Sake;
Hansi Hamari Dekh Li Magar Aansu Hamare Dekh Na Sake!
|Gham Se Marta Hun Ki Itna Nahi Duniya Mein Koi;|
Ki Kare Taziyat-e-Mehr-o-Wafa Mere Baad;
Aaye Hai Bekasi-e-Ishq Pe Rona Ghalib;
Kiske Ghar Jayega Sailab-e-Bala Mere Baad!
I perish with grief, the world offers no companion,
To give rituals of succour for love and fidelity, in my aftermath.
I am weeping for that soul-sick, outcast love, Ghalib,
Whose habitat will be visited by its turmoil, in my aftermath.
|Husn Ghamze Kee Kashakash Se Chuta Mere Baad;|
Bade Aaram Se Hain Ahl-e-Jafa Mere Baad;
Mansab-e-Sheftagi Ke Koi Qabil Na Raha;
Hui Mazooli-e-Andaz-o-Ada Mere Baad!
The clash between beauty and seduction is assuaged in my aftermath,
The faithless are consequently at peace in my aftermath.
No one is left worthy of the eminence of deire's insanity,
The manner and the ways of love are banished in my aftermath.
|Justuju Jis Kee Thi Usko To Na Paya Humne;|
Iss Bahane Se Magar Dekh Lee Duniya Humne!