Mirza Ghalib

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

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  • Live Poem (5/28/2018 1:41:00 PM)

    waaah, keya shayar hai guruzi...

    Mat pooch kay kya haal hai mera tere pechay
    tu dekh kay kya rang hai tera mere agay..

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  • Rizwan Mushtaq (11/19/2017 10:24:00 AM)

    awkaat ka hai Mari khoobsurti he khoobsurti hai
    ajeeb c duniya hai WO saadgi na rahi

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal Mohammed Asim Nehal (4/18/2016 2:04:00 AM)

    Ghalib is no doubt an undisputed king of Ghazal and Sher writing. His language and his verses are difficult to understand and only the one who possesses the key unlocks the meaning of the verse, and the
    meaning that is unlocked is definite and final in nature. The difficulty of Ghalib's verse is better described as ambiguity.The intricate structure of ambiguities in his poetry is the expression of Ghalib's intellectual temperament. The breaking up of reality into a plurality of states is the product of a rational mind.(As quoted by Faruqi)

  • Ali Gardezi (6/20/2015 9:56:00 PM)

    Gila hai shouq ko DIL main bhi Tangii-eJaa ka, Gauhar main mahv hua Iztiraab darya ka..

  • Ali Gardezi (6/20/2015 9:55:00 PM)

    Gila hai shouq ko bhi Tangii-eJaa ka, Gauhar main mahv hua Iztiraab darya ka..

  • Ali Gardezi (7/29/2014 5:01:00 PM)

    Khat likhenge garche matlab kuch na ho
    ham to ashiq hain tumhare naam ke

  • Ali Gardezi (7/7/2014 6:03:00 PM)

    Mat pooch kay kya haal hai mera tere pechay
    tu dekh kay kya rang hai tera mere agay

Best Poem of Mirza Ghalib

It Is Not Love It Is Madness

(You say) It is not love, it is madness
My madness may be the cause of your fame
Sever not my relationship with you
If nothing then be my enemy
What is the meaning of notoriety in meeting me
If not in public court meet me alone
I am not my own enemy
So what if the stranger is in love with you
Whatever you are, it is due to your own being
If this not known then it is ignorance
Life though fleets like a lightening flash
Yet it is abundant Time to be in love
I do not want debate on the sustenance of love
Be it not love but another dilemma
Give something ...

Read the full of It Is Not Love It Is Madness

Innocent Heart

Innocent heart, what has happened to you?
Alas, what is the cure to this pain?

We are interested, and they are displeased,
Oh Lord, what is this affair?

I too possess a tongue-
just ask me what I want to say.

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