Mirza Ghalib

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

I Will Not Cry - Poem by Mirza Ghalib


I will not cry for satisfaction if I could get my choice,
Among the divine beautiful virgins of heaven, I want only you.

After killing me, do not bury me in your street,
Why should people know your home address with my reference.

Be chivalrous for you are the wine bearer (beloved) , or else I
use to drink as much wine as I get every night.

I have no business with you but O! dear friend,
Convey my regards to the postman if you see him,(to remind him that he has to deliver my message to my beloved) .

I will show you what Majnoo (Hero of the famous Arabic love tale, Layla Majnoo) did,
If I could spare some time of my inner grief.

I am not bound to follow the directions given by Khizar (A prophet who is believed to be still alive and guide the people, who have lost their way, to the right path) ,
I accept that he remained my companion during my journey.

O! The inhabitants of the street of my beloved see
if you could find the insane poet Ghalib there some where.

Comments about I Will Not Cry by Mirza Ghalib

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (3/31/2016 2:18:00 AM)

    taskii.N ko ham na roe.n jo zauq-e-nazar mile
    huraa.N-e-Khuld me.n terii suurat magar mile

    apanii galii me.n mujh ko na kar dafn baad-e-qatl
    mere pate se Khalq ko kyo.n teraa ghar mile

    saaqii garii kii sharm karo aaj varnaa ham
    har shab piyaa hii karate hai.n mai jis qadar mile

    tujh se to kuchh kalaam nahiin lekin ae nadiim
    meraa salaam kahiiyo agar naamaabar mile

    tum ko bhii ham dikhaaye ke majanuu.N ne kyaa kiyaa
    fursat kashaakash-e-Gam-e-pinhaa.N se gar mile

    laazim nahii.n ke Khizar kii ham pairavii kare.n
    maanaa ke ek buzurg hame.n ham safar mile

    ae saakanaan-e-kuchaa-e-dil_daar dekhanaa
    tum ko kahii.n jo Ghalib-e-aashuftaa sar mile
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  • (12/6/2013 2:16:00 PM)

    Be chivalrous for you are the wine bearer (beloved) , or else I
    use to drink as much wine as I get every night.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 1, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, March 23, 2012

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