Mirza Ghalib

(27 December 1797 – 15 February 1869 / Agra / British India)

Heart It Is, Not A Brick Or Stone - Poem by Mirza Ghalib

Heart it is, not a brick or stone
Why shouldn't it feel the pain?
Let none tyrannize this heart
Or I shall cry again and again
Neither the temple, nor the mosque
Nor on someone's door or porch
I await on the path where He will tread
Why others should compel me to go?
The illumined grace that lights up the heart
And glows like the midday sun
That Self that annihilates all sights
When then it hides in the mysterious net?
The amorous glance is the deadly dagger
And the arrows of emotions are fatal
Your image may be equally powerful
Why should it appear before you?
The rules of life and bonds of sorrow
In reality are the one manifestation
Before realizing the ultimate truth
How can then one attain liberation?
Love is laden with noble thoughts
Yet what remains is the carnal shame
Trust conscience the still little voice
Why do you want test the rival?
There the pride of modesty resides
Here dwells the social morality
How shall we meet, on which road
Why should he invite me to the abode?
True he is an atheist
Unfaithful and unchaste
Dear to who is faith and heart
Why should he then venture there?
Without the wretched 'Ghalib'
Has any activity come to a halt?
What then is the need to cry?
What then is the need to brood?

Comments about Heart It Is, Not A Brick Or Stone by Mirza Ghalib

  • Gajanan Mishra (7/14/2016 10:28:00 PM)

    what is the need to cry, good one. (Report) Reply

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  • Amar Agarwala (7/14/2016 9:13:00 PM)

    Ghalib weaves a tapestry of magic with his words! (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (7/14/2016 12:56:00 PM)

    Wisdom set in poetic form- he intrigues me. I do believe I will read more by him. (Report) Reply

  • (7/14/2016 9:47:00 AM)

    So important sayings to remember by all..... (Report) Reply

  • Geeta Radhakrishna Menon (7/14/2016 7:56:00 AM)

    Wonderful, wonderful Ghazal! Melodious and heart rending!
    Heart it is, not a brick or stone
    Why shouldn't it feel the pain?
    (Report) Reply

  • Akhtar Jawad (7/14/2016 5:01:00 AM)

    A great ghazal by Mirza Ghalib, one of my favorites. (Report) Reply

  • Joel Aboderin (7/14/2016 3:25:00 AM)

    It is not brick. Couldn't have been better. (Report) Reply

  • Lotlot Diaz (7/14/2016 1:22:00 AM)

    this is a kind of poem which is a dream poem for me... i have always dreamed of writing this kind of poem, its
    not just about to write but the ability to write this kind of poem... its awesome! ! ! so nice...
    (Report) Reply

    Mohammed Asim Nehal Mohammed Asim Nehal (7/14/2016 10:45:00 AM)

    Well said....

  • Edward Kofi Louis (7/14/2016 1:17:00 AM)

    Love is laden with noble thoughts. Great piece of work! ! Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (3/31/2016 2:15:00 AM)

    Dil Hi To Hai Na Sang-o-Khist Dard Se Bhar Na Aaye Kyon?
    Royenge Hum Hazaar Baar Koyee Hamein Sataye Kyon?
    Dair Nahin, Haram Nahin, Dar Nahin, Aastan Nahin
    Baithe Hain Reh-Guzar Pe Hum Gair Hamein Uthaye Kyon?
    Jab Veh Jamaal-e-Dilfaroze Surte-Mehre Neem-Roze
    Aap Hi Ho Nazaar-Soze Parde Mein Munh Chuppaye Kyon?
    Dashne-e-Gamaz Jaan-Sitan Naavke-Naaz Bepanah
    Tera Hi Akse-Rukh Sahi, Saame Tere Aaye Kyon?
    Kaide-Hayat-O-Band-e-Gam, Asl Mein Dono Ek Hain
    Maut Se Pehlre Aadmi Gum Se Nijaat Paye Kyon?
    Husn Aur Us Pe Husn-e-Zun Reh Gayee Bulhavas Ki Sharm
    Apne Pe Etmad Hai, Gair Ko Aazmaye Kyon?
    Van Veh Garure-Izz-o-Naaz Yan Yeh Hijabe-Paase-Vazan
    Raah Mein Hum Milen Kahan Bazm Mein Veh Bulaye Kyon?
    Han Voh Nahin Khuda Parasat Jaao Veh Bewafa Sahi
    Jisko Ho Dino-Dil Aziz Uski Gali Mein Jaye Kyon?
    Ghalib-e-Khast Ke Bagair Kaunse Kaam Band Hain?
    Roeeye Zar-Zar Kaya? Keejiye Haye-Haye Kyon?
    (Report) Reply

  • S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (3/28/2015)

    Very great urdu poet my fav (Report) Reply

  • S.zaynub Kamoonpuri (3/27/2015 11:59:00 PM)

    Wow favourite poet great poem (Report) Reply

  • Shuja Zamir (12/4/2013 11:33:00 AM)

    My most favourite poet of Urdu language...his horizon is so wide to express every emotion of human being with its full nuances... (Report) Reply

  • (12/14/2012 9:57:00 PM)

    Yeah! Genius! The maestro of urdu poetry! (Report) Reply

    Mohammed Asim Nehal Mohammed Asim Nehal (3/22/2016 2:37:00 PM)


  • (6/28/2011 6:20:00 AM)

    He was a true genius. Great poem from a great poet. This poem is only a tiny example of his greatness. Some of his other poems had been a puzzle for their readers because they could not touch the arena of Ghalib's wisdom. He was one of the most typical poets of the world. I salute his genius. (Report) Reply

    Mohammed Asim Nehal Mohammed Asim Nehal (3/22/2016 2:36:00 PM)

    I agree with your comments.

  • (11/13/2008 11:55:00 PM)

    The pain of life, the pain of 1857, the pain of........... how many a pain! (Report) Reply

  • (12/18/2007 7:28:00 AM)

    well i m ont grown enough to comment on writings of his excellencey (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

Poem Edited: Friday, March 23, 2012

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