Ghazal Antakshari....

yeh hui ne baat, aap hamen isi tarah  apni rehnumai se aggah karte rahoge to hamaari "knowledge" men izaafa hoga.THANKS

येह हुई न बात, आप हमें इसी तरह अपनी रेहनुमाई से आगाह करते रहोगे तो हमारी "knowledge  में इज़ाफ़ा होगा.

 Gosh, I'm no rehnuma [leader], just an ordinary person. But, I liked your suggestion. Thanks for your kind words of admiration.

The urdu poetry has the beauty to express very-very subtle human emotions. Even a complaint of a ditched lover, who can't bear the complete denial of his existance by his beloved, can be worded so delicately that the beloved will feel touched as though by a feather.

 Here is the couplet:

ay cashm-e-yaar, ab na tagaaful, na iltifaat

kya mein kisee sulook ke, kaabil naheen raha

[Note: c in cashm be read as 'ch' in champion]

cashm = sight, yaar = dearest one, tagaaful = naaraaz, angry

iltifaat = invigourating, adding spice [to life], cheering and such like. The word is plural of lutf meaning taste, relishing 

 Thanks Kokamal dear, you have great collection / knowledge of URDU poetry.

I hope our interested members will benifited with the same.

I am also fond of URDU Poetry and have collection of many URDU Shayars, I will post as needed, with meaning of HARD WORDS, in case if I am wrong in giving any meaning ,I hope you will correct me.Thanks for the same in advance.

Here is one  by Sufi Ghulam Mustafa "Tabassum"

जब भी दो आँसू निकल कर रह गये
दर्द के उनवाँ बदल कर रह गये

[उनवाँ = title/preface]

कितनी फ़रियादें लबों पर रुक गईं
कितने अश्क आहों में ढल कर रह गय

रुख़ बदल जाता मेरी तक़दीर का
आप ही तेवर बदल कर रह गये

[तेवर = countenance]

खुल के रोने की तमन्ना थी हमें
एक दो आँसू निकल कर रह गये

ज़िन्दगी भर साथ देना था जिन्हें
दो क़दम हमराह चल कर रह गये

तेरे अन्दाज़-ए-तबस्सुम का फ़ुसूँ
हादिसे पहलू बदल कर रह गये

[अन्दाज़-ए-तबस्सुम = way of smiling; फ़ुसूँ = magic]
[हादिसे = incidents]
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jab bhi do aansu nikal kar rah gaye
dard ke unavaan badal kar rah gaye

[unavaan = title/preface]

kitani fariyaaden labon par ruk gaeen
kitane ashk aahon men dhal kar rah gaye

rukh badal jaataa meri taqadir ka
aap hi tevar badal kar rah gaye

[tevar = countenance]

khul ke rone ki tamannaa thi hamen
ek do aansu nikal kar rah gaye

zindagi bhar saath denaa thaa jinhen
do qadam ham-raah chal kar rah gaye

tere andaaz-e-tabassum kaa fusoon
haadise pahaluu badal kar rah gaye

[andaaz-e-tabassum = way of smiling; fusoon = magic]
[haadise = incidents]

 dayaar-e-magrib ke rehnevaalo

khoda kee bastee dokan nahee hei

qharaa jise tum samajhte rahe ho

vo zar-e-kam aeeyyar hoga

tumaharee tehzeeb khud apne qhanzar se khudkushi karegee

shaaqh-e-naazuk pe jo aashiyaan banegaa, na-paayedaar hoga

                                                                                   - Iqbaal

[dayaar=country, magrib=west, qharaa = pure/clean, zar-e-kaam = worldly possessions, aiyyaar = fake/deception

tehzeeb=civilization, shaakh= twig, naazuk = tender, aashiyaan = nest/edifice, na-paayedaar = mortal/not permanent]

 Sir Iqbal ever, remained too hard to me to be understand, due to his comand over persian language.

I have tried to read his Kalam-e-iqbal, Shikawa, Jawab-e-Shikwa, Zarb-e- kalim ,but always remained fail to digest.

Anyhow his poem  "Tarana-e-Hind " from BANG-E-DARA, "saare jahaan se achchha, hindustaan hamara" and few more are exceptionable.

So I will not comment on this post.

You're right about that. The nazm denounces the bhautik-vaad of the west. Personally, I favor bhautikvaad.

There are a few things about Iqbal that might be of interest to you and other members of this forum.

1. Iqbal was a nationalist that's when he wrote some of the masterpieces of his work like tarana-e-Hind and other poems. Three couplets from his nazm [perhaps called "Bharati"] are produced below which I like most.

2. Iqbal turned a pan-Islamist and modified Tarana-e-Hind to read turn it into a song of muslims. E.g. the line "Hindi hein hamwatan hein, Hindostan hamaara" became "Muslim hein hamwatan hein, sara jahan hamaara".

3. Iqbal wrote in Faarsee too. His articles and poems in Faarsee, about Islam and muslims only, are part of syllabus in Iran even today. Interestingly, he is called Iqbal "Lahuri" in Iran.

4. Iqbal suggested the name Pakistan to the part of British India that went to muslims; and,

5. Before his death, Iqbal rued, "Writing Taran-e-Hind was the worst thing I did in my life" [or words to that effect].

sham-e-mehfil ho ke too jab soz se qhaalee rahaa

tere parvaane bhee is lazzat se begaane rahe

[sham-e-mehfil= object of interest/attention.

soz = passion]

rishta-e-ulfat mein jab in ko piro sakta tha too

phir pareshan kyoon teri tasbeeh ke daane rahe  

[rishta-e-ulfat = bond of attachment/affection

Tasbeeh ke daane = jap-maalaa ke daane, the beads of Rosary]

shauq-e-beparvaa gaya, fikr-e-falak-paimaa gaya
teri mehfil mein na deevaane na farzaane rahe

[shauq-e-beparvaa = the chosen life-style of Indian thinkers (Hindu maneeshee)

                              – free from worldly worries

 fikr-e-falak peimaa = the astronomical vision that could fatham the “depth” of space/skies

 deevaane = madmen/impassionate admirers

 farzaane = wise or intelligent/duty-bound or devoted caring people ]

Thanks for sharing, but what I said that Sir Iqbal is hard for me to be understand.

To read him is just like to read dictionary. He was philosopher and I am simple / common person.

So I like other poet than Shair-E--Mashriq, ALLAMA IQBAL [= poet of east, scholar Iqbal].

One nice nazam from Mahendra Singh Bedi

aaye hain samajhaane log
hain kitane deewaane log

dair-o-haram men chain jo milataa
kyon jaate maiKhaane log

jaan ke sab kuchh, kuchh bhi na jaane
hain kitane anjaane log

vaqt pe kaam nahin aate hain
ye jaane pahachaane log

ab jab mujh ko hosh nahin hai
aaye hain samajhaane log

[Mahendra Singh Bedi]
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आये हैं समझाने लोग
हैं कितने दीवाने लोग

दैर-ओ-हरम में चैन जो मिलता
क्यों जाते मय-खाने लोग

जान के सब कुछ, कुछ भी न जाने
हैं कितने अंजाने लोग

वक़्त पे काम नहीं आते हैं
ये जाने पहचाने लोग

अब जब मुझ को होश नहीं है
आये हैं समझाने लोग

[महेन्द्र सिंग बेदी]

 mere dil se pooch main kya caahta hoon

tere pyaar kee inteha caahta hoon

koee pal ka mehmaan hoon ay ahl-e-mehfil

caraag-e-sahr hoon bujhaa caahtaa hoon

bharee bazm mein raaz kee baat kah dee

baDa be-adab hoon, sazaa caahta hoon

                                    [Can't recall poet, perhaps Jigar "moradaabaadee"]

[sorry and thanks, purnima. Iqbal will be confined where he belongs to!]

 neend se aankh khuli hai abhi dekha kya hai
 dekh lena abhi kuch der meiN duniya kya hai

 baandh rakha hai kisee sonch ne ghar say humko
 Varna apna dar-o-deewar se rishta kya hai 

 ret ki eenT ki pathar ki hooN ya miTTi ki
 kisi deewar ke saye ka barosa kya hai 

 apni daanist me samjhay koi duniya `Shahid'
 warna hathoN meiN lakiroN ke ilaawa kya hai

 baandh rakha hai kisee sonch ne ghar say humko
 Varna apna dar-o-deewar se rishta kya hai 

 very nice ashaar, mamatha... keep it up.

kaheen jo saani-e-soorat, tujhe dil bhee milaa hotaa

to phir teraa muqaabil, gar koee hotaa khuda hotaa

tujhe ahsaas ho jaata, mire haal-e-pareeshan ka

agar insaan koee teree bhee majbooree hua ho taa

                                                              -Ashok Garg

zindagi tanhaa safar ki raat hai
apne apne hausle ki baat hai

kis aqide ki duhaai deejiye
har aqidah aaj be-auqaat hai

(aqidah = belief  : be-auqaat = without value)

kyaa pataa pahunchenge kab manzil talak
ghat te-badhate faasalon ka saath hai

-Jan Nisar Akhtar

Hello folks, this is no ghazal but rubaaee and might remind you of Omar Khaiyyam's rubaaeeyaat:

veise to priye tum itnee sundar ho

ro'ogee to bhee phool khilaogee

baadal ko alakon mein bharamaogee

kaajal ko palakon pe tarasaogee

bharamaana-tarasaana par THeek naheen

bijliyan kaundh uTHatee hein kabhee kaheen

phir bhee na kintu maane man, to itna karna

ugate candaa se ankhen ulajha kar

aancal khisakaana aur alsaa jaana

                                                  - Gopal Das 'Neeraj'

Nice one, Kokamal.

Plz post few from Amir Khushro [if u have any.]

bahut kaThin hei dagar panaghat kee,
Kaise main bhar laaun madhva se maTkee?
paniya bharan ko main jo gayi thee,
dauD jhapaT mori maTkee paTkee.
bahut kaThin hei dagar panaghaT kee.
Khusro Nizam ke bal bal jaiyye
laaj raakho more ghoonghaT paT kee.
bahut kaThin hei dagar panaghat kee.

                                    - Ameer Khusro

The road to the well is much too difficult,
How to get my pot filled?
When I went to fill the water,
In the furore, I broke my pot.
Khusro has given his whole life to you, O Nizam.
Would you please take care of my veil (of self respect),
The road to the well is much too difficult.