Indira Varma
dost jab zi-vaqar hota hai
dosti ka meyar hota hai
When the friend is dignified and honourable
Friendship is the hallmark of dignity
ab tasavvur ki suuni vaadi men
roz jashn-e-bahar hota hai
Now in the desolate Valley of the imagination
the Festival of Spring is celebrated everyday
gulshan-e-jan men un ke aane se
gul-sifat karobar hota hai
With their coming into the Garden of Life
Business, Like the transaction of flowers,blooms
jab bichhad jaata hai koi apna
gham hi bas rozgar hota hai
When those close to us are separated
Sorrow is the only trade and commerce
chand ka raqs ho raha hai kahin
dil yahan se nisar hota hai
Somewhere,the dance of the moon is taking place
Here,our heart is being frittered away
shakh-dar-shakh hoti hai zakhmi
jab parinda shikar hota hai
Branch after branch gets wounded
When the bird becomes the prey
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