Dil hi to hai na sang o khisht dard se bhar na aaye kyun

Sher byMirza Ghalib · 1797–1869

Hinglish

dil hi to hai na sang-o-khisht, dard se bhar na aaye kyun roenge hum hazaar baar, koi hamein sataye kyun

— Mirza Ghalib

दिल ही तो है न संग-ओ-ख़िश्त दर्द से भर न आए क्यूँ रोएँगे हम हज़ार बार कोई हमें सताए क्यूँ

It is a heart after all, not stone or brick — why should it not fill with pain? I will weep a thousand times; why should anyone torment me?

hum ko un se wafa ki hai ummeed jo nahin jaante wafa kya hai

har ek baat pe kehte ho tum ki tu kya hai tumhi kaho ki ye andaaz-e-guftagu kya hai

hui muddat ki 'Ghalib' mar gaya par yaad aata hai wo har ik baat par kehna ki yun hota to kya hota

ye masail-e-tasawwuf, ye tera bayaan 'Ghalib' tujhe hum wali samajhte jo na baada-khwaar hota

nikalna khuld se aadam ka sunte aaye hain lekin bahut be-aabru ho kar tere kooche se hum nikle

aah ko chahiye ik umr asar hone tak kaun jeeta hai teri zulf ke sar hone tak