Mir Dard میر درد

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Khwaja Mir Dard (Urdu: خواجہ میر درد) was born in 1721 and died in 1785. He is one of the three major poets of the Delhi School—the other two being Mir Taqi Mir and 'Sauda'—who could be called the pillars of the classical Urdu ghazal.

Dard was first and foremost a mystic, a prominent member of the Naqshbandi Mujaddidi order, and the head of the Muhammadi path (tariqah muhammadiyah, a Mujaddidi offshoot) in Delhi. He regarded the phenomenal world as a veil of the eternal Reality, and this life as a term of exile from our real home. Dard inherited his mystical temperament from his father, Khwaja Muhammad Nasir Andalib, who was a mystic saint and a poet, and the founder of the Muhammadi path.


Education

Dard received his education in an informal way at home, and in the company of the learned, acquiring in due course a command of Arabic and Persian, as also of Sufi lore. He also developed a deep love of music, possibly, through his association with singers and qawaals who frequented his father's house. He renounced earthly pleasures at the young age of 28, and led a life of piety and humility.


Poetry

The secret of Dard's appeal as a poet lies not in his mysticism, but in his ability to transmute this mysticism into poetry, and to present transcendental love in terms of human and earthly love. Although he has written ghazals which are unambiguously mystical in their intent, his best couplets can be read at both the secular and spiritual levels, and are, for this reason, acceptable to all and sundry. In addition, Dard had also written ghazals which deal with a patently sensuous and earthly love, and deserve to be classed with the best poetry of this kind. Dard generally excels in short ghazals of about seven to nine verses, written in comparatively short measures. His style is simple, natural and musical; his content, thoughtful and thought-provoking. His poetry includes a collection of Urdu ghazals and a divan in Persian.
Dard's Persian prose works are extensive, consisting of the Ilm ul Kitab, a 600+ page metaphysical work on the philosophy of the Muhammadi path, and the Chahar Risalat, collections of more than a thousand mystical aphorisms and sayings.





apne tain to har ghari gam hai, alam hai, dag hai
yad kare hamain kabhi kab ye tujhe dimag hai

ji ki khushi nahin giro sabz-o-gul ke hath kuch
dil ho shagufta jis jagah wo hi chaman hai bag hai

kis ki ye chashm-e-mast ne bazm ko yun chaka diya
masl-e-habab sar nagun sharam se har ayag hai

jalate hi jalte subah tak guzri use tamam shab
dil hai k shola hai koi, shama hai ya chirag hai

paiye kis jagah bata aye but-e-bewafa tujhe
umr-e-guzashta ki tarah gum hi sada surag hai

sair-e-bahar-o-bag se ham ko maaf kijiye
us k khayal-e-zulf se dard kise farag hai


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tujhi ko jo yan jalwa farma na dekha
barabar hai duniya ko dekha na dekha

mera guncha-e-dil hai woh dil-girifta
k jis ko kaso ne kabhi wa na dekha

aziat, musibat, malamat, balayen
tere ishq main ham ne kya kya na dekha

kiya mujh ko dagon sarw-e-chiragan
kabho tu ne akar tamasha na dekha

tagaful ne tere ye kuch din dikhaye
idhar tu ne lekin na dekha, na dekha

hijab-e-rukh-e-yar the ap hi ham
khuli ankh jab, koi parda na dekha

shab-o-roz aye "Dard" darapai hun us ke
kaso ne jise yan samjha na dekha





روندے ہے نقش پا کي طرح خلق ياں مجھے
اے عمر رفتہ چھوڑ گئي تو کہاں مجھے

اے گل تو رخت باندہ، اٹھا ؤں ميں آشياں
گل چيں تجھے نہ ديکھ سکے باغ بان تجھے

رہتي ہے کوئي بن کيے ميرے تئيں تمام
جوں شمع چھوڑنے کي نہيں يہ زباں مجھے

پتھر تلے کا ہاتھ ہے غفلت کے ہاتھ دل
سنگ گراں ہوئي ہے يہ خواب گراں مجھے

کچھ اور کنج غم کے سوا سوجھتا نہيں
آتا ہے جب کہ ياد وہ کنج وہاں مجھے

جاتا ہوں خوش دماغ جو سن کر اسے کبھو
بدلے ہے دونوں ہي نظريں وہ، ديکھا جہاں مجھے

جاتا ہوں بس کہ دم بہ دم اب خاک ميں ملا مجھے
ہے خضر راہ درد يہ ريگ رواں مجھے


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تہمت چند اپنے ذمے دھر چلے
جس ليے آئے تھے سو ہم وہ کر چلے

زندگي ہے يا کوئي طوفاں ہے
ہم تو اس جينے کے ہاتھوں مر چلے

کيا ہميں کام ان گلوں سے اے صبا
ايک دم آئے ادھر اُدھر چلے

دوستوں ديکھا تماشا ياں کا سب
تم رہو خوش ہم تو اپنے گھر چلے

آہ بس موت جي جلا تب جانئيے
جب کوئي افسوں ترا اس پر چلے‌


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