Dekh to dil ki jaan..
Dekh to dil ki jaan se uthtaa hai
Yeh dhuaan saa kahaan se uthtaa hai
[jaan = where]
Gor kis dil-jale ki hai yeh falak
sh'olaa ik subah yaan se uthtaa hai
[gor = grave/tomb] [sh'olaa = flame/blaze]
Khaana-e-dil se zinhaar na jaa
Koi aise makaan se uthtaa hai
[zinhaar = never]
Naala sar khenchtaa hai jab meraa
Shor ek aasmaan se uthtaa hai
Ladtee hai uskee chashm-e-shokh jahaan
Ek aashob waan se uthtaa hai
Sudh le ghar kee bhi shola-e-awaaz
Dood kuchh aashiyaan se uthtaa hai
Baithane kaun de hai phir usko
Jo tere aastaan se uthtaa hai
[Astaan = home/abode]
Yoon uthe aah us galee se ham
Jaise ko'ee jahaan se uthataa hai
Ishq ik 'Meer' bhaaree patthar hai
bojh kab naatavaan se uthtaa hai
[naatavaan = weak]
~ Meer Taqi Meer
A very beautiful poem, showing the pain of love. Describes very beautifuly the trauma one feels while leaving his/her love, and how the love never dies. The translation is lifted from the home page of Anand Kumar Sinha (without his consent :P).
Sky isn't but grave of a soul deprived,
how else could it erupt fire(sun) out of its bosom!
I left her and her abode as if,
someone was saying goodbye to his very life
Meer(the poet) says that love is a heavy stone resting right over your heart,
how can a person gifted with so less of will power expect to overpower it?
Yeh dhuaan saa kahaan se uthtaa hai
[jaan = where]
Gor kis dil-jale ki hai yeh falak
sh'olaa ik subah yaan se uthtaa hai
[gor = grave/tomb] [sh'olaa = flame/blaze]
Khaana-e-dil se zinhaar na jaa
Koi aise makaan se uthtaa hai
[zinhaar = never]
Naala sar khenchtaa hai jab meraa
Shor ek aasmaan se uthtaa hai
Ladtee hai uskee chashm-e-shokh jahaan
Ek aashob waan se uthtaa hai
Sudh le ghar kee bhi shola-e-awaaz
Dood kuchh aashiyaan se uthtaa hai
Baithane kaun de hai phir usko
Jo tere aastaan se uthtaa hai
[Astaan = home/abode]
Yoon uthe aah us galee se ham
Jaise ko'ee jahaan se uthataa hai
Ishq ik 'Meer' bhaaree patthar hai
bojh kab naatavaan se uthtaa hai
[naatavaan = weak]
~ Meer Taqi Meer
A very beautiful poem, showing the pain of love. Describes very beautifuly the trauma one feels while leaving his/her love, and how the love never dies. The translation is lifted from the home page of Anand Kumar Sinha (without his consent :P).
Sky isn't but grave of a soul deprived,
how else could it erupt fire(sun) out of its bosom!
I left her and her abode as if,
someone was saying goodbye to his very life
Meer(the poet) says that love is a heavy stone resting right over your heart,
how can a person gifted with so less of will power expect to overpower it?
posted by Abhas Kumar at 9:27 PM
4 Comments:
Mariz-e-ishq par rahamat Khudaa ki
marz badhtaa gayaa juun-juun davaa kii
[Meer Taqi Meer]
I first heard it on radio on Vividh bharti. really a touching one especially if u hear this in voice of Mehndi Hasan.
@Suji
Thanks for sharing another bful sher. Its again bful, and quite true.. :D
@Manish
Havent heard this song in the voice of Mehndi Hasan, would like to listen if since you recommended it..
Wonderful... Simply wonderful. Was looking for this poem, thanks for posting it.
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