Mirza Ghalib

27 December 1797 – 15 February 1869 / Agra / British India

Pain Did Not Become Grateful To Medicine

Pain did not become grateful to medicine
I didn't get well; wasn't bad either

Why are you gathering the Rivals?
a mere spectacle took place, no complaint was made

Where would we go to test our fate/ destiny?
When you yourself did not put your dagger to test

How sweet are your lips, that the rival
receiving abuse, did not lack pleasure

Recent/ hot news is that she is coming
Only today, in the house there was not a straw mat!

Does the divinity belonged to Namrood'?
in your servitude, my wellbeing did not happen

gave life- the given was His alone
The truth is; that the responsibility was not fulfilled

If the wound was pressed, the blood did not stop
the task was halted, set out

Is it highway robbery, or is it heart-theft?
Having taken the heart, the heart-thief set out
Recite something, for people are saying
Today "Ghalib" was not a ghazal-reciter
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