Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Ghalib ( ) Urdu and Persian Poet

Ghazals

Who could stop the maddening love of Laila?
The house of wandering Majnun in the desert had no doors.

maana((-e va;hshat-;xaraamiihaa-e lail;aa kaun hai
;xaanah-e majnuun-e .sa;hraa-gard be-darvaazah thaa


How little is the world of crushed ones!
Even an ant’s egg appears to be a sky.

kyaa tang ham sitam-zadagaa;N kaa jahaan hai
jis me;N kih ek bai.zah-e mor aasmaan hai


Though we reveled in crushing stone idols,
On our way there still stands another heavy stone.

har-chand subuk-dast hu))e but-shikanii me;N
ham hai;N to abhii raah me;N hai sang-e giraa;N aur


They say people go on living on hope,
But I have no hope even of living.

kahte hai;N jiite hai;N ummiid pah log
ham ko jiine kii bhii ummiid nahii;N


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Your mystic words

Your mystic words,
Your ways of telling them,
Could have made you a saint;
But your drunkenness was so quaint!

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Original in Urdu:

yih masail-e tasavvuf yih tera bayan Ghalib
tujhe ham vali samajhte jo na bada khar hota.

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My Longings

Hazaron khvahishen aisi kih har khvahish pe dam nikle
Bahut nikle mere arman lekin phir bhi kam nikle

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My longings were in thousands,
To fulfill each I could die.
Though many were fulfilled,
Others were a far cry.

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