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Khwaja Meer Dard

1721 (Delhi) – 1785 (Delhi) • The Sufi Pillar

"Standing alongside Meer and Sauda as one of the three great pillars of the classical Delhi school, Khwaja Meer Dard was unique in his unwavering devotion to his hometown. While his contemporaries fled to Lucknow during Delhi's worst massacres, Dard remained anchored in the ruined city by his spiritual duties as a practicing Sufi saint. He was also a brilliant musician, which lent a highly melodic quality to his verses. His poetry is celebrated for its beautiful duality; his expressions of 'Ishq' (love) are so seamlessly crafted that they can be read simultaneously as 'Ishq-e-Haqeeqi' (Divine Love for God) and 'Ishq-e-Majazi' (Earthly, romantic love)."

Mashhoor Ash'aar

sair kar duniya ki ghafil zindagani phir kahan zindagi gar kuchh rahi to ye javani phir kahan...
dard-e-dil ke vaste paida kiya insan ko varna taaat ke liye kuchh kam na the karr-o-bayan...
tar-damani pe shaikh hamari na jaiyo daaman nichoD den to farishte vazu karen...
zindagi hai ya koi tufan hai! ham to is jiine ke hathon mar chale...
nahin shikva mujhe kuchh bevafai ka tiri hargiz gila tab ho agar tu ne kisi se bhi nibhai ho...
aziyyat musibat malamat balaen tire ishq mein ham ne kya kya na dekha...
hai ghalat gar guman mein kuchh hai tujh siva bhi jahan mein kuchh hai...
jag mein aa kar idhar udhar dekha tu hi aaya nazar jidhar dekha...
mujhe ye Dar hai dil-e-zinda tu na mar jaae ki zindagani ibarat hai tere jiine se...
arz-o-sama kahan tiri vusat ko paa sake mera hi dil hai vo ki jahan tu sama sake...
jaan se ho gae badan khaali jis taraf tu ne aankh bhar dekha...
un labon ne na ki masihai ham ne sau sau tarah se mar dekha...
kabhu rona kabhu hansna kabhu hairan ho jaana mohabbat kya bhale-change ko divana banati hai...
main jaata hun dil ko tire paas chhoDe miri yaad tujh ko dilata rahega...
tamanna tiri hai agar hai tamanna tiri aarzu hai agar aarzu hai...
kahte na the ham dard miyan chhoDo ye baaten pai na saza aur vafa kijiye us se...
dushmani ne suna na hovega jo hamein dosti ne dikhlaya...
shama ke manind ham is bazm mein chashm-e-tar aae the daman-tar chale...
qasid nahin ye kaam tira apni raah le us ka payam dil ke siva kaun laa sake...
har-chand tujhe sabr nahin dard va-lekin itna bhi na miliyo ki vo badnam bahut ho...
haal mujh gham-zada ka jis jis ne jab suna hoga ro diya hoga...
khul nahin sakti hain ab aankhen miri ji mein ye kis ka tasavvur aa gaya...
vahdat mein teri harf dui ka na aa sake aaina kya majaal tujhe munh dikha sake...
ham tujh se kis havas ki falak justuju karen dil hi nahin raha hai jo kuchh aarzu karen...
zikr mera hi vo karta tha sarihan lekin main ne puchha to kaha khair ye mazkur na tha...
dard kuchh maalum hai ye log sab kis taraf se aae the kidhar chale...
aage hi bin kahe tu kahe hai nahin nahin tujh se abhi to ham ne ve baaten kahin nahin...
dil bhi ai dard qatra-e-khun tha aansuon mein kahin gira hoga...
bavajude ki par-o-baal na the aadam ke vahan pahuncha ki farishte ka bhi maqdur na tha...
raat majlis mein tire husn ke shoale ke huzur shama ke munh pe jo dekha to kahin nuur na tha...
ek iman hai bisat apni na ibadat na kuchh riyazat hai...
saaqi mire bhi dil ki taraf Tuk nigah kar lab-tishna teri bazm mein ye jaam rah gaya...
saqiya! yaan lag raha hai chal-chalav jab talak bas chal sake saghar chale...
raunde hai naqsh-e-pa ki tarah khalq yaan mujhe ai umr-e-rafta chhoD gai tu kahan mujhe...
dil bhi tere hi Dhang sikha hai aan mein kuchh hai aan mein kuchh hai...
ne gul ko hai sabat na ham ko hai e'tibar kis baat par chaman havas-e-rang-o-bu karen...
kamar khamida nahin be-sabab zaifi mein zamin dhunDte hain vo mazar ke qabil...
tujhi ko jo yaan jalva-farma na dekha barabar hai duniya ko dekha na dekha...
saltanat par nahin hai kuchh mauquf jis ke haath aae jaam vo jam hai...
tohmat-e-chand apne zimme dhar chale jis liye aae the ham kar chale...
baagh-e-jahan ke gul hain ya khaar hain to ham hain gar yaar hain to ham hain aghyar hain to ham hain...
gali se tiri dil ko le to chala hun main pahunchunga jab tak ye aata rahega...
aankhen bhi haae naza mein apni badal gaiin sach hai ki bekasi mein koi aashna nahin...
qatl-e-aashiq kisi maashuq se kuchh duur na tha par tire ahd se aage to ye dastur na tha...
ghair ke dil mein na ja kijiyega meri aankhon mein raha kijiyega...
yak-ba-yak naam le uTha mera ji mein kya us ke aa gaya hoga...
dard ke milne se ai yaar bura kyun maana us ko kuchh aur siva diid ke manzur na tha...
ya-rab ye kya tilism hai idrak-o-fahm yaan dauDe hazar aap se baahar na ja sake...
ghafil khuda ki yaad pe mat bhuul zinhar apne taiin bhula de agar tu bhula sake...
zalim jafa jo chahe so kar mujh pe tu vale pachhtave phir tu aap hi aisa na kar kahin...
dard tu jo kare hai ji ka ziyan faeda us ziyan mein kuchh hai...
Tuk khabar le ki har ghaDi ham ko ab judai bahut satati hai...
band ahkam-e-aql mein rahna ye bhi ik naua ki himaqat hai...
na rah jaave kahin tu zahida mahrum rahmat se gunahgaron mein samjha kariyo apni be-gunahi ko...
naala fariyad aah aur zaari aap se ho saka so kar dekha...
mat ja tar-o-tazgi pe us ki aalam to khayal ka chaman hai...
ho gaya mehman-sara-e-kasrat-e-mauhum aah vo dil-e-khaali ki tera khaas khalvat-khana tha...
khalq mein hain par juda sab khalq se rahte hain ham taal ki ginti se baahar jis tarah rupak mein sam...
hamein to baagh tujh bin khana-e-matam nazar aaya idhar gul phaDte the jaib roti thi udhar shabnam...
qatl se mere vo jo baaz raha kisi bad-khvah ne kaha hoga...
donon jahan ki na rahi phir khabar use do pyale teri aankhon ne jis ko pila diye...
sair-e-bahaar-e-baagh se ham ko muaaf kijiye us ke khayal-e-zulf se dard kise faragh hai...
ham bhi jaras ki tarah to is qafile ke saath naale jo kuchh bisat mein the so suna chale...
zulfon mein to sada se ye kaj-adaiyan hain aankhon ne par ye aur hi aankhen dikhaiyan hain...
jaati to hai tu zulf ke kuche mein ai saba par dekhiyo jo chheDe kisi be-dimagh ko...
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