Song lyrics

Mujhe bhool jaa

📜 Lyrics

O my cupbearer, forget me O my beloved, forget me Neither that heart remains, nor that soul Nor does that era of joy and pleasure remain Nor does that intimacy of the heart remain Nor does that peak of thirst remain Nor does that passion for drinking remain I am a companion of sorrow these days I am a broken instrument these days I am a secret from head to toe these days Do not even meet me in your thoughts now Forget me, forget me Dearer to me than life itself Was only your very existence Your every glance, for me Was the reason for life's peace My tale of loyalty once Was the tribute to your beautiful virtues But now the colors have changed Neither is there that manner, nor those ways This cruelty too is worth pondering For the sake of your own beauty Forget me, forget me I swear by the restlessness of life I find solace in silence In the courtyard of my garden of love There is neither autumn now, nor spring This very heart was once the life of the gathering This very heart is now the lamp of a grave Do not offer me any other comfort now Do not give me the promise of dawn now Do not deceive my eyes now Do not be caught in the illusion of love Forget me, forget me

💡 Meaning & story

Composed by Mohammad Farooq written by Shakeel Badayuni 1916 – 1970 This poem by Shakeel Badayuni profoundly reflects the shattering of human emotions, a complete detachment from past love, and the agony of loneliness. • The End of the Past and Sadness of the Present: Addressing his beloved (the cupbearer/enchanter), the poet says he is no longer the person he once was. The joy, the old allure of love, and the passion for romance have vanished from his heart. He has now become a broken instrument and the very embodiment of sorrow, so the beloved should erase him even from their thoughts. • Acknowledgment of Love's Zenith: There was a time when the beloved was dearer to him than life itself, and a single glance from them was the peace of the poet's life. The poet's tale of loyalty was, in truth, merely an interpretation of the beloved's beauty, but now circumstances, emotions, and ways have completely changed. • Peace in Silence and Numbness: Swearing by the restlessness of life, the poet reveals that his peace now lies hidden only in solitude and silence. The garden of his heart has become so desolate that both autumn and spring are now meaningless there. The heart that was once the life of the gathering is now like a lonely and sad lamp kept on a shrine. • The Final Plea and Avoiding Illusion: Invoking the beloved's own beauty, he begs not to be entangled in any new illusion of love, false hope (tidings of dawn), or deception of the eyes, and to be forgotten forever.