Urdu Poetry Art Collection [3]

This best Urdu Poetry Art Collection part 3

Jaun Elia ki Shayari Collection

Jaun Elia kay Chand Ashaar apki nazar..

Main Kya Hon, Bas Ek Malal-e-Maazi …
Us Shakhs Ko Haal Chahiye Tha…!!! ♥

میں کیا ہوں بس اک ملال ء ماضی
اُس شخص کو حال چاہئے تھا

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Shaam Hai Kitni Be-Tapaak, Sheher Hai Kitna Sehem Naak !
Ham Nafso! Kahan Ho Tum, Janay Ye Sab Kidher Gaye !!!! ♥

شام ہے کتنی بے تپاک، شہر ہے کتنا سہم ناک
ہم نفسو! کہاں ہوں تم، جانے یہ سب کدھر گئے
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Mirza Ghalib Urdu Poetry Collection

The Mirza Ghalib – Mirza Asadullah Baig Khan
Mirza Ghalib

Zulmat kade mein mere shab-e-gham ka josh hai…
Ek shamaa hai daleel-e-sahar, so khamosh hai…
In the world of darkness , There is spirit of my night of sadness…
One candle which is proof of morning , is silent too…
Na hi muzda-e-wisaal na nazaara-e-jamaal…
Muddat huee ki aashtee-e-chashm-o-gosh hai…
Neither is the good news of meeting nor sight of the beauty…
Its long while, that last heard or saw my beloved…
Maiy ne kiya hai, husn-e-qudaara ko behijaab…
Aye shauq, yahan ijaazat-e-tasleem-e-hosh hai…
Wine has lifted the veil of the fake beauty of the self adorer..
Oh desire here you are just permission of greeting of a mind…
Gauhar ko ikd-e-gardan-e-qubaan mein dekhna…
Kya auj par sitaara-e-gauharfarosh hai…
Saw the pearl in the necklace of the my beloved…
At what a summit the star of the pearl merchant is…
Deedaar, waada, hausla, saaqee, nigaah-e-mast…
Bazm-e-qayaal maikada-e-beqarosh hai…
Appearance , promise , courage , wine disperser , a beautiful sight…
At the meeting of thought the bar is quite dead…
Dekho mujhe jo deeda-e-ibrat nigaah ho…
Meri suno jo gosh-e-naseehat niyosh hai…
Look at me the if your eyes poccess sight of admonition…
Listen to me if you have the ear of the advice listener..
Daagh-e-firaaq-e-sohabat-e-shab kee jalee huvi…
Ek shamaa reh gayi hai so wo bhi qamosh hai…
Stain of saperation of company of night is burnt…
One candle is left and that too is silent…
Aate hain ghaib se ye mazaameen qayaal mein…
‘GHALIB’, sareer-e-qaama nawa-e-sarosh hai….
Comes mysteriously such thoughts in my mind that…
GHALIB , scratching sound made by pen is the voice of an angel…

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