[Awara Badal]

Introduction of poet

Khwaja Mir Dard is one of the three major poets of the Delhi School - the other two being Mir Taqi Mir and Mirza Sauda - who could be called the pillars of the classical Urdu ghazal. While Mir Taqi Mir, the greatest of them all, is remembered as a poet of love and pathos, and Sauda as a specialist in satire and panegyric, Dard is first and foremost a mystic, who regards the phenomenal world as a veil of the eternal Reality, and this life as a term of exile from our real home. Dard inherited his mystical temperament from his father, Khwaja Mohd. Nasir Andlib, who was a mystic saint and a poet. Dard received his education in an informal way at home, and in the company of the learned, acquiring, in due course, a command of Arabic and Persian, as also of the Sufi lore. He also developed a deep love of music, possibly, through his association with singers and qawaals who frequented his father's house. He renounced earthly pleasures at the young age of 28, and led a life of piety and humility.
....... the secret of Dard's sppeal as a poet lies not in his mysticism, but in his ability to transmute this mysticism into poetry, and to present transcendental love in terms of human and earthly love. Although he has written ghazals which are unambiguously mystical in their intent, his best couplets can be read at both the secular and spiritual levels, and are, for this reason, acceptable to all and sundry. In addition, Dard had also written ghazals which deal with a patently sensuous and earthly love, and deserve to be classed with the best poetry of this kind. Dard generally excels in short ghazals of about seven to nine verses, written in comparatively short measures. His style is simple, natural and musical; his content, thoughtful and thought-provoking. He is not a voluminous writer. His publications include a collection of Urdu ghazals, a divan in Persian, and some articles in Urdu and Persian prose

 

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I wIsh I hAd n0t FaLl3n in l0vE wItH u

FoR th3 MiSeRy of loV3 is mOre

then the plEasUre of It

the PaIn ,,, the Pain

aLwaYs Pain ThaT's L0v3

[Awara Badal]

ham tujh se kis havas kii falak justajuu kare.
dil hii nahii.n rahaa hai jo kuchh aarazuu kare.

miT jaaye.n ek aan me.n kasarat namayaa.
ham aa_iine ke saamane aa kar jo huu kare.

taar-daamani pe sheiKh hamaarii na jaa_iio
daaman nicho.D de.n to farishte vazuu kare.

sar taa qadam zabaa.N hai juu.N shamaa go ke ham
par ye kahaa.N majaal jo kuchh guftaguu kare.

har cha.nd aa_iinaa huu.N par itanaa na qabuul
muu.Nh pher le vo jisake mujhe ruu-ba-ruu kare.

ne gul ko hai sabaat ne ham ko aitabaar
kis baat par chaman havas-e-rang-o-buu kare.

hai apanii ye salaah ke sab zahidaan-e-shahar
ai "Dard" aa ke bet-e-dast-e-sabuu kare.

 

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I wIsh I hAd n0t FaLl3n in l0vE wItH u

FoR th3 MiSeRy of loV3 is mOre

then the plEasUre of It

the PaIn ,,, the Pain

aLwaYs Pain ThaT's L0v3

[life]

buhat khoob...

 

[life]

mera ji hai jab tak teri justaju hai
zaban jab talak hai yahi guftagu hai
Khuda jane kya hoga anjam is ka
main besabar itna hun wo tund khu hai
tamana hai teri agar hai tamana
teri arzu hai, agar arzu hai
kiya sair hamne gulzar-e-duniya
gul-e-dosti main ajab rang-o-bu hai
ganimat hai ye did wa did-e-yaran
jahan mund gayi ankh, main hun na tu hai
nazar mere dil ki pari “dard” kis par
jidhar dekhta hun wahi ru-ba-ru hai

 

[life]

tohmaten chand apne zimme dhar chale
jis liye aye the so ham kar chale
zindagi hai ya koi tufan hai
ham to is jine ke hathon mar chale
kya hamain kam is gulon se ai saba
ek dam aye idhar udhar chale
dosto dekha tamasha yan ka sab
tum raho khush ham to apne ghar chale
ah bas ji mat jala tab janiye
jab koi afsun tera us par chale
shama ki manind ham is bazm main
chashm-nam aye the daman-tar chale
dhundte hain ap se usko pare
sheikh sahib chor ghar bahar chale
ham jahan main aye the tanhawale
sath apne ab use lekar chale
jun sharar ai hasti-e-bebud yan
bare ham bhi apni bari bhar chale
ek main dil resh hun waisa hi dost
zakhm kitnon ka suna hai bhar chale
ham na jane paye bahar ap se
wo bhi are a gaya jidhar chale
saqiya yan lag raha hai chal chalo
jab talak bas chal sake sagar chale
“Dard” kuch malum hai ye log sab
kis taraf se aye the kidhar chale

 

[life]

tum aj hanste ho hans lo mujh par ye aamaish na bar bar hogi
main janta hun mujhe khabar hai k kal faza khushgawar hogi
rahe muhabbat main zindagi bhar rahegi ye kashamakash barabar
na tumko qurbat main jit hogi na mujhko furqat main har hogi
hazar ulfat sataye lekin mere iradon se hai ye mumkin
agar sharafat ko tumne chera to zindagi tum pe war hogi

 

[life]

tujhi ko jo yan jalwa farma na dekha
barabar hai duniya ko dekha na dekha
mera guncha-e-dil hai woh dil-girifta
k jis ko kaso ne kabhi wa na dekha
aziat, musibat, malamat, balayen
tere ishq main ham ne kya kya na dekha
kiya mujh ko dagon sarw-e-chiragan
kabho tu ne akar tamasha na dekha
tagaful ne tere ye kuch din dikhaye
idhar tu ne lekin na dekha, na dekha
hijab-e-rukh-e-yar the ap hi ham
khuli ankh jab, koi parda na dekha
shab-o-roz aye “Dard” darapai hun us ke
kaso ne jise yan samjha na dekha

 

[life]

jag main akar idhar udhar dekha
tu hi aya nazar jidhar dekha
jan se ho gaye badan khali
jis taraf tune ankh bhar k dekha
nala fariyad ah aur zari
ap se ho saka so kar dekha
un labon ne ki na masihai
ham ne sau -sau tarah se mar dekha
zor ashiq mizaj hai koi
“Dard” ko qisa-e-mukhtasar dekha

 

[life]

ham tujh se kis hawas ki falak justaju karen
dil hi nahin raha hai jo kuch arazu karen
mit jayen ek an main kasrat namayan
ham aine k samne a kar jo hu karen
tar-damani pe sheikh hamari na jaio
daman nichor den to farishte wazu karen
sar ta qadam zaban hai jun shama go k ham
par ye kahan majal jo kuch guftagu karen
har chand aina hun par itna na qabul
mun pher le wo jiske mujhe ru-ba-ru karen
na gul ko hai sabt na ham ko aitabar
kis bat par chaman hawas-e-rang-o-bu karen
hai apni ye salah k sab zahidan-e-shahar
ai “Dard” a ke bet-e-dast-e-sabu karen

 

[life]

duniya main kaun kaun na yak bar ho gaya
par mun phir is tarf na kiya us ne jo gaya
phirti hai meri khak saba dar-ba-dar liye
aye chashm-e-ashkbar ye kya tujh ko ho gaya
agah is jahan main nahin gair be khudan
jaga wahi idhar se jo mund ankh so gaya
tufan-e-noah ne to dabai zamin faqat
main nang-e-khalq sari khudai dubo gaya
barham kahin na ho gul-o-bulbul ki ashti
darta hun aj bag main wo tund khu gaya
waiz kise darawe hai yom-ulhisab se
giryan mera to nama-e-amal dho gaya
phulenge is zaban main bhi gulzar-e-marafat
yan main zamin-e-sher main ye tukhm bo gaya
aya na aitadal par hargiz mazaj-e-dahar
main garche garm-o-sard-e-zamana samo gaya
aye “Dard” jis ki ankh khuli is jahan main
shabnam ki tarah jan ko apni wo ro gaya