Analyse poétique

umr guzregī imtihān meñ kyā

Poème original

umr guzregī imtihān meñ kyā daaġh hī deñge mujh ko daan meñ kyā

merī har baat be-asar hī rahī nuqs hai kuchh mire bayān meñ kyā

mujh ko to koī Toktā bhī nahīñ yahī hotā hai ḳhāndān meñ kyā

apnī mahrūmiyāñ chhupāte haiñ ham ġharīboñ kī ān-bān meñ kyā

ḳhud ko jaanā judā zamāne se aa gayā thā mire gumān meñ kyā

shaam hī se dukān-e-dīd hai band nahīñ nuqsān tak dukān meñ kyā

ai mire sub.h-o-shām-e-dil kī shafaq tū nahātī hai ab bhī baan meñ kyā

bolte kyuuñ nahīñ mire haq meñ aable paḌ ga.e zabān meñ kyā

ḳhāmushī kah rahī hai kaan meñ kyā aa rahā hai mire gumān meñ kyā

dil ki aate haiñ jis ko dhyān bahut ḳhud bhī aatā hai apne dhyān meñ kyā

vo mile to ye pūchhnā hai mujhe ab bhī huuñ maiñ tirī amaan meñ kyā

yuuñ jo taktā hai āsmān ko tū koī rahtā hai āsmān meñ kyā

hai nasīm-e-bahār gard-ālūd ḳhaak uḌtī hai us makān meñ kyā

ye mujhe chain kyuuñ nahīñ paḌtā ek hī shaḳhs thā jahān meñ kyā

Traduction

Will life just be a test? Will they only give me scars as gifts?

Everything I say has no effect. Is there something wrong with how I speak?

No one even stops me. Is this what happens in families?

We hide our lack of things. What is there in the pride of us poor people?

I thought I was different from the world. What was I thinking?

The shop of seeing is closed since evening. Is there no loss in the shop?

Oh twilight of my heart's morning and evening, Do you still bathe in the tub?

Why don't they speak for me? Do they have blisters on their tongues?

What is silence saying in my ear? What is coming to my mind?

The one who often thinks of the heart, Does he also come into his own thoughts?

If I meet him, I want to ask, Am I still under your protection?

The way you look at the sky, Is there someone living in the sky?

The spring breeze is full of dust. Is dust rising in that house?

Why can't I find peace? Was there only one person in the world?