Khumaar Naves-Wasi

Wasi Shah is Asian Great Urdu poet from Punjab Pakistan. He is wellknown famous and most favorite of teens college girls all age of guys and all teacher professor well educated persons.

Wais Shah’s poetry books include “Mujhe Sandal Ker do” and his nazams include “Kash main tere Haseen Hathon ka Kangan Hota”. “Aankhein bheeg jaati hain”. and many more nice potry. He is very great and well mannered person, Asian Pakistani are proude of him.

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Maa! Mujhe Neend Nahi ate hai
Aik Mudat se Mujhe Neend nahi ate hai
Maa! Mujhe LoorY SuNaoOo nA
SuLa DoNa Mujhe

Maa! Mujhe Neend Nahi ate hai

Rat jagey ab tu Muqadar hain Meri pulkon ka
Neend aye tu liye ate hai bagdad ki Yaad
Ankh lagte he koi bewa utha dete hai
Pait kitna he bharon bhook nahi Mitti hai

jalte Basra ki Mujhe Piyass jaga dete hai
koi qandhar ki waddi se bulta hai Mujhe
zikar qandoz ka aye tu mujhe lagta hai
kat ker sar koi hansta hia,jalata hia mujhe
bomb ki awazain mujhe kuch nahi kehti hain maagar
zakham in bacho ke sone nahi dete hian mujhe
Maa Meri ankhian tu pather ki hue jate hian
nojawaan lashey yeh rone nahi dete hian mujhe
Mere seene per rakho hath

RuLa DoNa Mujhe....!
Maa!Mujhe LorrY SuNaoOo Na
SuLa DoNa Mujhe....!
Maa! Mujhe Neend Nahi ate hai
Aik Mudat se Mujhe Neend nahi ate hai....!

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Eik Masoom Takaddus Me Bhigoya Huwa Lams,
Kitna Pakiza Hay Ehsas Me Dhoya Huwa Lams.

Ye Tere Jism Ki Khushbu Ka Sonehra Ehsas,
Jis Terha Chand K Haaley Me Paroya Huwa Lams.

Us K Hontoon Ko Me Chhu Loon To Gumaan Hota Hay,
Jese Jannat K Gulaboon Me Daboya Huwa Lams.

Jo Meri Rooh Me Utrey He Chale Jaate Ho,
Ik Nae Rang Me Ubhrey Ga Ye Boya Huwa Lams.

Bhegi Khusbo Mae Basa, Wasl Me Bhega Bhega,
Kitna Masoom Hay Pehlo Me Ye Soya Huwa Lams.

Tishnagi Aan Basi Hay Meri Pooroon Me WASI,
Dhondta Phirta Hun Muddat Se Main Khoya Huwa Lams.

Te Ankhun K Haseen Jaal Me Aa Jaon Ga Mai,

Mujh Ko Lagta Hai Teri Chaal Me Aa Jao Ga Mai.

Zindagi Baad Tere Hona Thi Mushkil Lekin,
Ye Na Socha Tha K Is Haal Me Aa Jao Ga Mai.

[ "Dekh Kr Us Ko Mujhe Yaad Kre Gi Dunya,
Eik Din Us K Khadokhaal Me Aa Jao Ga Mai." ]

Kitne Mosam The Jo De Kr Mujhe Taaney Guzrey,
Tum To Kehte They K Ik Saal Me Aa Jaon Ga Mai.

Sur Me Aa Jaye Ga Jewan Tere Jane Se,
Tere Aane Se Kisi Taal Me Aa Jao Ga Mai.

 
Abi to ishq me aisa b haal hona ha

K ashk rokna b tm se mahaal hona ha

Tmain khber ha nae tum to lot jao gy
Tmhary hijer me lmha be saal hona ha

Humari roh py jeb be azaab utrain gy
Tmhari yadon ko es dil ke dhaal hona ha

Milain ge hmko be apny naseeb ke khushian
Bus entazar ha k kb ye kmaal hona ha

Her ek shekhs chaly ga hmari rahoon per
Mohabbton me hmain wo misaal hona ha

WASI mjh ko yaqeen ha k wo lot aye ga
Ussy be apny be kiye ka mlaal hona ha!

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kaash main tere hasiin haath kaa kangan hotaa 

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tuu baDe pyaar se ba.De chaao se baDe aramaan ke saath 

apanii naazuk sii kalaaii men chaDhaatii mujh ko 

aur betaabii se furqat ke KhizaaN lamhon men 

tuu kisii soch mein Duubii jo ghumaatii mujh ko 

mai.n tere haath kii Khushbuu se mahak saa jaataa 

jab kabhii muuD men aa kar mujhe chuumaa karatii 

tere honThon kii shiddat se main dahak saa jaataa 

raat ko jab bhii tuu niindo.n ke safar par jaatii 

marmarii haath kaa ik takiyaa banaayaa karatii 

main tere kaan se lag kar kaii baaten karataa 

terii zulfon ko tere gaal ko chuumaa karataa 

jab bhii tuu band qabaa kholane lagatii jaanaaN 

apanii aaNkhon ko tere husn se kheraa karataa 

mujh ko betaab saa rakhataa terii chaahat kaa nashaa 

mai.n terii ruuh ke gulashan mein mahakataa rahataa 

mai.n tere jism ke aa.Ngan me.n khanakataa rahataa 

kuchh nahiin to yahii benaam saa bandhan hotaa 
 

kaash main tere hasiin haath kaa kangan hotaa 

 
dayaar-e-Gair men kaise tujhe sadaa dete 

tuu mil bhii jaataa to tujhe gaNvaa dete 
 

tumhiin ne ham ko sunaayaa na apanaa dukh varanaa 

duaa vo karate ke ham aasamaan hilaa dete 
 

hamen ye zom rahaa ab ke vo pukaarenge 

unhen ye zid thii ke har baar ham sadaa dete 
 

vo teraa Gam thaa ke taasiir mere lahaje kii 

ke jis ko haal sunaate use rulaa dete 
 
 

tumhen bhulaanaa hii avval to dastaaras men nahiin 

jo iKhtiyaar bhii hotaa to kyaa bhulaa dete 
 

tumhaarii yaad ne koii javaab hii na diyaa 

mere Khayaal ke aaNsuu rahe sadaa dete 
 

sama'ton ko main taa-umr kosataa Syed

vo kuchh na kahate magar honTh to hilaa dete 

 
tum merii aaNkh ke tevar na bhulaa paaoge 

ankahii baat ko samajhoge to yaad aauuNgaa 

ham ne Khushiyo.n kii tarah dukh bhii ikaTThe dekhe 

safaah-e-ziist ko palaToge to yaad aauuNgaa 
 

isii andaaz men hote the muKhaatib mujh se 

Khat kisii aur ko likhoge to yaad aauuNgaa 
 

sard raaton ke mahakate hue sannaaTon men 

jab kisii phuul ko chuumoge to yaad aauuNgaa 

ab tere ashk main honThon se churaa letaa huuN 

haath se Khud inhen ponchhoge to yaad aauuNgaa 
 

shaal pahanaayegaa ab kaun disambar men tumhen 

baarishon men kabhii bhiigoge to yaad aauuNgaa 
 

aaj tum mahafil-e-yaaraaN pe ho maGaruur bahut 

jab kabhii TuuT ke bikharoge to yaad aauuNgaa 
 

haadase aayenge jiivan me.n to tum hoke niDhaal 

kisii diivaar ko thaamoge to yaad aauuNgaa 
 

is men shaamil hai merii baKht kii taariikii bhii 

tum siyaah rang jo pahanoge to yaad aauuNgaa 

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Sumandar Mein Utarta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain
Teri Aankhon Ko Parhta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain

Tumhara Naam Likhne Ki Ijazat Chhin Gayi Jab Se
Koi Bhi Lafz Likhta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain

Teri Yaadon Ki Khushbu Khirkiyon Mein Raqs Karti hay
Tere Gham Mein Sulagta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain

Main Hans K Jheel Leta Hoon Judai Ki Sabhi Rasmein
Gale Jab Uss K Lagta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain

Na Jane Ho Gaya Hoon Iss Qadar Hassas Main Kab Se
Kisi Se Baat Karta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain

Wo Sub Guzre Hue Lamhat Mujh Ko Yaad Aate Hain
Tumhare Khat Jo Parhta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain

Main Saara Din Bahot Masroof Rehta Hoon Magar Junhi
Qadam Choukhat Pe Rakhta Hoon Tou aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain

Her Ek Muflis K Maathe Per Alum Ki Daastanen Hain
Koi Chehra Bhi Parhta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaate Hain

Bare Logon K Oonche Badnuma Aur Sard Mahlon Ko
Ghareeb Aankhon Se Takta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain

Tere Kooche Se Ab Mera Ta'alluq Wajbi Sa Hay
Magar Jab Bhi Guzarta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain

Hazaron Mausamon Ki Hukmarani Hay Mere Dil Per
Wasi Main Jab Bhi Hansta Hoon Tou Aankhen Bheeg Jaati Hain

Tre Gale Mein Jo Banhon Ko Daal Rakhte Hain
Tujhe Manane Ka Kaisa Kamal Rakhte Hain

Tujhe Khabar Hay Tujhe Sochne kI khatir
Bahot Se Kaam Muqaddar Pe Taal Rakhte Hain

Koi Bhi Faisla Hum Soch Kar Nahi Karte
Tumhare  Naam Ka Sikka Uchhaal Rakhte Hain

Tumhare Ba'ad Ye Aadat Si Ho Gayi Apni
bikharte Sookhte Patte Sanbhaal Rakhte Hain

Khushi Si Milti Hay Khud ko Aziyyaten De Kar
So Jaan Boojh K Dil Ko Nidhaal Rakhte Hain

Kabhi Kabhi Wo Mujhe Hans K Dekh Lete Hain
Kabhi Kabhi Mera Behad Khayaal Rakhte Hain

Tumhare Hijr Main Ye Haal ho Gaya Apna 
Kisi Ka Khat Ho Usse Bhi Sanbhaal Rakhte Hain

Khushi Mile Tou Tere Ba'ad Khush Nahi Hote
Hum Apni Aankh Mein Her Dam Malaal Rakhte Hain

Zamane Bhar Se Chhupa Kar Wo Apne Aanchal Mein 
Mere Wujood K Tukre Sanbhaal Rakhte Hain

Kuchh Iss Liye Bhi Tou Behaal ho Gaye Hum Log
Tumhari Yaad Ka Behad Khayaal Rakhte Hain

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Baandh Lein Haath Pe Seene Pe Saja Lein Tum Ko
Jee Mein Aata Hay K Ta'aveez Bana Lein Tum Ko

Phir Tumhein Roz Sanwarein Tumhein Barhta Dekhein
Kiyon Na Aangan Mein Chanbeli Sa Laga Lein Tum Ko

Jaise Baalon Mein Koi Phool Chuna Karta Hay
Ghar K Guldaan Mein Phoolon Sa Saja Lein Tum Ko

Kia Ajab Khahishein Utthati Hain Hamare Dil Mein
Kar K Munna Sa Hawaon Mein Uchhalein Tum Ko

Iss Qadar Toot K Tum Pe Hamein Pyar Aata Hay
Apni Banhon Mein Bharein Maar He Dalein Tum Ko

Kabhi Khuwabon Ki Tarah Aankh K Parde Mein Raho
kabhi Khahish Ki Tarah Dil Mein Bula Lein Tum Ko

Hay Tumhare Liye Kuchh Aisi Aqeedat Dil Mein
Apne Haathon Mein Duaon Sa Uttha Lein Tum Ko

Jaan Dene Ki Ijaazat Bhi Nahi Dete Ho
Warna Mar Jayen Abhi, Mar K Mana Lein Tum ko

Jis Tarah Raat K Seene Mein Hay Mahtab Ka Noor
Apne Taareek Makanon Mein Saja Lein Tum Ko

Ab Tou Bus Ek He Khahish Hay Kisi Mor Per Tum
Hum Ko Bikhre Hue Mil Jao, Sanbhalein Tum Ko

Aaj yun mausam ne dee jashn-e-muhabbat ki khabar
Phoot ker rone lage hain mai muhabbat aur tum

Hum ney joon hi ker liya mehsoos manzil hai qareeb
Raastey khone lage hain mai muhabbat aur tum

Chaand ki kirno ne humko is tarah bosa diya
Devta hone lage hain mai muhabbat aur tum

Aaj phir mehroomiyon ki daastane orh ker
Khak mai sone lage hain mai muhabbat aur tum

Kho gaye andaaz bhi awaz bhi alfaz bhi
Khamshi dhone lage hain mai muhabbat aur tum

chandani raat k hatoon pe swar utari hai
koi khooshbo meri dehlees ke paar utri hai

is mai kuch rang bi hain khawab bi mehkar bi hai
jhilmilaati hovi khawish bi hai inkar bi hai
isi khushboo mai kai dard bi afsaanay bi
isi khushbo ne banay kai dewane bi
maire anchal pe ye umidoon ki kitaar utri hai
koi khushbo meri dehlees ke paar utri hai

isi khushbo se kisi yaad ke dar khulte hain
maire pairoon se jo lipte to safar kilte hain
yehi khushboo jo mujhe ghar se utha laai thi
ub kisi toor palat kar nahi jane daiti
meri dehlees bulaati hai mujhe loot aao
ye hi khushbo mujhe wapis nahi aanai daiti

runj or dard mai doobi ye bhaar utri hai
koi khushboo meri dehlees ke paar utri hai

chandani raat ke haathoon pe sawaar utri hai
koi khushboo meri dehlees kay paar utri hai

 
Ab jo bichray hain toh ehsaas hua hai hum ko

Dard kya hotah hai tanhai kisay kehtay hain

Char so gunjti ruswai kisay kehtay hain
Ab jo bichray ko ehsaas hua hai hum ko

Koi lamha ho tere yaad mai kho jatay hain
Ab toh khud ko bhe muyassar nahi aaa patay hain
Raat ho din ho tere pyar mai hum behtay hain

Dard kya hotah hai tanhai kisay kehtay hain
Ab jo bichray hain toh ehsaas hua hai hum ko

Woh jo ghum aye usay dil pay saha kertey thay
aik saith hum mil ker raha kertey thay
Ab akelay he zamanay ke sitam sehtay hain

Dard kya hotah hai tanhai kisay kehtay hain
Ab Jo bichray toh ehsaas hua hai hum ko

Hum Nay khud apni rahon mai bichaye kantay
Gher mai phoolon ke jagah la ker sajaye kantay
Zakham iss dil mai basaye howe khud rehtay hain

Yun toh duniya ki har cheez haseen hoti hai
Pyar say maghar kuch bhe nahi hoti hai
Rastah rok kay har aik say yehi kehtay hain

Ab jo bichray hain toh ehsaas hua hai hum ko
Dard kya hotah hai tanhai kisay kehtay hain
Char so gunjti ruswai kisay kehtay hain
Ab jo bichray ko ehsaas hua hai hum ko

Khwaja Mir Dard

Khwaja Mir Dard 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.

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.

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.

doston dekha tamasha yahan ka bas.

tum raho ab hum to apne ghar chale

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Mera jee hai jab tak, teri justaju hai,
Zabaan jab talak hai, yahi aarzoo hai.

Tamanna teri hai, agar hai tamanna,
Teri aarzoo hai, agar aarzoo hai.

Kiya sair sab hum gulzaar-e-duniya,
Gul-e-dosti main ajab rang-o-boo hai.

Nazar mere dil ki padi ‘dard’, kis par,
Jidhar dekhta hoon, wahi ru-ba-ru hai.

-Hazrat Khwaja Meer ‘Dard’

tohmaten chand apne zimme dhar chale
jis liye aye the so ham kar chale

zindagi hai ya koi tufan hai
ham to is jine ke hathon mar chale

kya hamain kam is gulon se ai saba
ek dam aye idhar udhar chale

dosto dekha tamasha yan ka sab
tum raho khush ham to apne ghar chale

ah bas ji mat jala tab janiye
jab koi afsun tera us par chale

shama ki manind ham is bazm main
chashm-nam aye the daman-tar chale

dhundte hain ap se usko pare
sheikh sahib chor ghar bahar chale

ham jahan main aye the tanhawale
sath apne ab use lekar chale

jun sharar ai hasti-e-bebud yan
bare ham bhi apni bari bhar chale

ek main dil resh hun waisa hi dost
zakhm kitnon ka suna hai bhar chale

ham na jane paye bahar ap se
wo bhi are a gaya jidhar chale

saqiya yan lag raha hai chal chalo
jab talak bas chal sake sagar chale

"Dard" kuch malum hai ye log sab
kis taraf se aye the kidhar chale

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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

tum aj hanste ho hans lo mujh par ye aazmaish na bar bar hogi
main janta hun mujhe khabar hai k kal faza khushgawar hogi

raah-e- muhabbat main zindagi bhar rahegi ye kashamakash barabar
na tumko qurbat main jit hogi na mujhko furqat main haar hogi

hazar ulfat sataye lekin mere iradon se hai ye mumkin
agar sharafat ko tumne chera to zindagi tum pe waar hogi

Masjid to bana di shab bhar mai.... By Allama Iqbal

*Tarana-e-Hind**

Saare Jaahaan Se Achchha_Hindustan Hamaara
Hum Bulbulein Hain Isski_Ye Gulistan Hamaara

Ghurbat Mein Ho Agar Hum_Rehta Hai Dil Watan Mein
Samjhon Wahiin Hamein Bhi_Dil Ho Jahaa Hamaara

Parbat Woh Sab Se Uncha_Hamsaaya Aasmaan Ka
Woh Santary Hamaara_Woh Paasbaan Hamaara

Godi Mein Khilti Hain Isski Hazaaron Naddian
Gulshan Hai Jinke Dam Se Rashk-e-Janaan Hamaara

Aye Aab-e-Rod-e-Ganga_Woh Din Hain Yaad Tujhko
Utra Tere Kinaare Jab Caarvan Hamaara

Mazhab Nahin Sikhaata Aapas Mein Beir Rakhna
Hindi Hain Hum_Watan Hai Hindustan Hamaara

Unaan-o-Misr-o-Roma Sab Mit Gaye Jahaan Se
Ab Tak Magar Hai Baaqi Naam-o-Nishaan Hamaara

Kuchh Baat Hai Ke Hasti Mit-ti Nahin Hamaari
Sadion Raha Hai Dushman Daur-e-Zamaan Hamaara

“Iqbal”, Koi Mahram Aapna Nahin Jahaan Mein
Maalum Kya Kisi Ko Dard-e-Nihaan Hamaara**

kabhii aye haqiiqat-e muntazir nazar aa libaas-e majaaz meN
kih hazaaroN sijde tadap rahe haiN mirii jabiin-e niyaaz meN

tuu bachaa bachaa ke nah rakh use tiraa aainah hai vuh aainah
kih shikastah ho to aziiz-tar hai nigaah-e aainah-saaz meN

dam-e-tauf kirmak-e shama ne yih kahaa kih vuh a;sar-e kuhan
nah tirii hikaayat-e-soz meN nah mirii hadii;s-e gudaaz meN

nah kahiiN jahaaN meN amaaN milii jo amaaN milii to kahaaN milii
mire jurm-e-aanah-araab ko tire afv-e -bandah-navaaz meN

nah vuh ishq meN rahiiN garmiyaaN nah vuh husn meN rahiiN shokiyaaN
nah vuh Gaznavii meN taRap rahii nah vuh kham hai zulf-e-ayaaz meN

jo maiN sar basijdah huaa kabhii to zamiiN se aane lagii sadaa
teraa dil to hai sanam-aashnaa tujhe kyaa milegaa namaaz meN

Masjid to bana di shab bhar mai....

Masjid to bana di shab bhar mai imaan ki hararat walon ne
Mun apna purana papi hai, berson mai namazi ban na saka

Kia khoob Ameer-e-faisal ko sunwasi ne pegham diya
Tu naam-o-nasab ka hijazi hai ,per dil ka hijazi ban na saka

Ter aankhein to ho jatin hain,per kia lazzat us ronay mai
Jab khoon-e-jigar ki aamezish se ask piyazi ban na saka

Iqbal bara updeshak hai mun baaton mai moh leta hai
Guftaar ka ye ghazi to bana , kirdaar ka ghazi ban na saka

BY:Allama Mohammad Iqbal

Khizr-e-Raah-

Aaina-Saaz Ke Saaz ------------Shayer Ameer Minaii

Ameer Minai, an Urdu poet of eminence was born in 1826 at Lucknow and died in 1900 at Hyderabad. A popular poet both with the people and the aristocracy, he was held in high esteem by his contemporary poets like Ghalib and Daagh Dehalvi.

Name :	Amir Ahmad Meenai
Period :	1828 - 1900
Biographical detail :	One of the most prominent poets of Urdu Amir Meenai’s diction is as immaculate as is characteristics of Lucknow poets to the extent that even Ghalib eulogised him. Now a new edition of Meenai’s first diwan titled ‘Miratul Ghaib’ has made it possible for the new generation of Urdu poetry readers to study Amir Meenai’s poetry. In time Meenai emerged as a highly gifted poet of delicate sensibility. One of his poems ‘Kabutar Nama’ impressed Wajid Ali Shah. After the annexation of Oudh by East India Company, Amir Meenai had to move to Rampur amidst a large number of Lucknow poets over there. It was during Meenai’s Rampur sojourn and subsequently his stay in Hyderabad Deccan that his poetry gained popularity – a phenomenon that saw the whole of the subcontinent’s poets appear as divided into Amir Meenai and Dagh Dehalvi camps of followers. Amir Meenai is credited with 14 collections of poetry including ‘Diwan-e-Naatia Kalam’ and ‘Sanam Khana-e-Ishq’. Seven of his collections of different genres of poetry are still lying unpublished apart from volumes of ‘Amir-ul-Lughat’ a unique work of lexicography. Being a Sufi poet – having ishq (love) as his central theme – his collection ‘Mahamid-e-Khatim-ul-Nabian’ has immortalised Meenai in his genre of poetry. Amir Ahmad Meenai was born in Lucknow. He was drawn to poetry and became a disciple of Syed Muzaffar Ali Asir, who was private secretary of Nawab Wajid Ali Shah and himself an eminent poet of his times.

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bandaa navaaziyon pe Khudaa-e-kariim thaa
karataa na main gunaah to gunaah-e-aziim thaa

baaten bhii kii Khudaa ne dikhaya jamaal bhii
vallaah kya nasiib janaab-e-kaliim thaa

duniya kaa haal ahal-e-adam hai ye muKhtasar
ik do qadam kaa kuuchaa-e-ummid-o-biim thaa

karata main dardmand tabiibon se kyaa rajuu
jis ne diya tha dard baDa vo hakiim thaa

samaaN-e-ufu kyaa main kahuN muKhtasar hai ye
bandaa gunaahgaar thaa Khaaliq kariim thaa

jis din se main chaman men huaa Khvaah-e-gul 'Ameer'
naam-e-sabaa kahiin na nishaan-e-nasiim thaa

jab se bul-bul tuu ne do tinake liye
TuuTatii hai bijaliyaaN in ke liye

hai javaanii Khud javaanii kaa sinGaar
saadagii gahanaa hai us sinn ke liye

kaun viiraane men dekhegaa bahaar
phuul jangal men khile kin ke liye

saarii duniya ke hain vo mere sivaa
main ne duniyaa chhoD dii jin ke liye

baaGabaaN kaliyaaN hon halke rang kii
bhejanii hain ek kamasin ke liye

sab hasiin hain zaahidon ko naapasand
ab ko_ii huur aayegii in ke liye

vasl kaa din aur itanaa muKhtasar
din gine jaate the is din ke liye

sarakatii jaaye hai ruKh se naqaab aahistaa-aahistaa
nikalataa aa rahaa hai aaftaab aahistaa-aahistaa

javaaN hone lage jab vo to ham se kar liyaa pardaa
hayaa yak_laKht aa_ii aur shabaab aahistaa-aahistaa

shab-e-furkat kaa jaagaa huu.N farishton ab to sone do
kabhii fursat me.n kar lenaa hisaab aahistaa-aahistaa

savaal-e-vasl par un ko uduu kaa Khauf hai itanaa
dabe honThon se dete hain javaab aahistaa aahistaa

hamaare aur tumhaare pyar men bas farq hai itanaa
idhar to jaldii jaldii hai udhar aahistaa aahistaa

vo bedardii se sar kaaTe 'Ameer' aur main kahuuN un se
huzuur aahistaa-aahistaa janaab aahistaa-aahistaa

achchhe isaa ho mariizon kaa Khayaal achchhaa hai
ham mare jaate hain tum kahate ho haal achchhaa hai

tujh se maaNguuN main tujhii ko ki sab kuchh mil jaaye
sau savaalon se yahii ek savaal achchhaa hai

dekh le bulbul-o-paravaanaa kii betaabii ko
hijr achchhaa na hasiinon kaa visaal achchhaa hai

aa gayaa us kaa tasavvur to pukaaraa ye shauq
dil men jam jaaye ilaahii ye Khayaal achchhaa hai

us kii hasarat hai jise dil se miTaa bhii na sakuuN
DhuuNDhane us ko chalaa huuN jise paa bhii na sakuuN

Daal kar Khaak mere Khuun pe qaatil ne kahaa
kuchh yeh mehandii nahiin merii ke miTaa bhii na sakuuN

zabt kambaKht ne aur aa ke galaa ghoNTaa hai
ke use haal sunaauuN to sunaa bhii na sakuuN

us ke pahaluu men jo lejaa ke sulaa duu.N dil ko
niind aisii use aaye ke jagaa bhii na sakuuN

naqsh-e-paa dekh to luuN laakh karuuNgaa sajade
sar meraa arsh nahiin hai ki jhukaa bhii na sakuuN

bevafaa likhate hain vo apanii kalam se mujh ko
ye vo qismat kaa likhaa hai jo miTaa bhii na sakuuN

is tarah soye hain sar rakh ke mere zaanon par
apanii soii huii qismat ko jagaa bhii na sakuuN

tund mai aur aise kamsin ke liye
saaqiyaa halkii sii laa in ke liye

mujh se ruKhsat ho meraa ahad-e-shabaab
yaa Khudaa rakhanaa naa us din ke liye

hai javaanii Khud javaanii kaa singaar
saadagii gahanaa hai is sin ke liye

sab hasiin hain zaahidon ko naapasand
ab koii huur aayegii in ke liye

vasl kaa din aur itanaa muKhtasar
din gine jaate the is din ke liye

saarii duniyaa ke hain vo mere sivaa
mai.n ne duniyaa chhoD dii jin ke liye

laash par ibarat ye kahatii hai 'Ameer'
aaye the duniyaa men is din ke liye

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kah rahii hai hashr men vo aaNkh sharmaaii huii
haaye kaise is bharii mahafil men rusvaaii huii

aaiine men har adaa ko dekh kar kahate hain vo
aaj dekhaa chaahiye kis kis kii hai aa_ii hu_ii

kah to ai gulchiin asiiraan-e-qafas ke vaaste
toD luuN do chaar kaliyaaN main bhii murjhaaii huii

main to raaz-e-dil chhupaauuN par chhipaa rahane bhii de
jaan kii dushman ye zaalim aaNkh lalchaaii huii

Gamzaa-o-naaz-o-adaa sab men hai hayaa kaa lagaao
haaye re bachapan kii shoKhii bhii hai sharmaaii huii

vasl men Khaalii huii raqiibon se mahafil to kyaa
sharm bhii jaaye to jaanuuN ke tanhaaii huii

gard uDii aashiq kii turbat se to jhunjhalaa ke kahaa
vaah sar chaDhane lagii paaNv kii Thukaraaii huii

jhonkaa idhar na aaye nasiim-e-bahaar kaa
naazuk bahut hai phuul charaaG-e-mazaar kaa

phir baiThe baiThe vaadaa-e-vasl us ne kar liyaa
phir uTh khaDaa huaa vahii rog intazaar kaa

shaaKhon se barg-e-gul nahiin jhaDate hain baaG men
zevar utaar rahaa hai uruus-e-bahaar kaa

har gul se laalaazaar men ye puuchhataa huuN main
tuu hii pataa bataade dil-e-daaG_daar kaa

is pyaar se fishaar diyaa gor-e-tang ne
yaad aa gayaa mazaa mujhe aaGosh-e-yaar kaa

hilatii nahiin havaa se chaman men ye DaaliyaaN
muuNh chuumate hain phuul uruus-e-bahaar kaa

uThataa hai naazaa men vo sarahaane se ai 'Ameer'
miTataa hai aasaraa dil-e-ummiid_vaar kaa

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ishq men jaaN se guzarate hain guzarne vaale
maut kii raah nahiin dekhte marne vaale

aaKhirii vaqt bhii pura na kiyaa vaada-e-vasl
aap aate hii rahe mar gaye marne vaale

uThe aur kuucha-e-mahabub men pahuNche aashiq
ye musaafir nahiin raaste men Thaharne vaale

jaan dene ka kaha main ne to haNs kar bole
tum salaamat raho har roz ke marne vaale
aasmaaN pe jo sitaare nazar aaye 'Ameer'
yaad aaye mujhe daaG apane ubharane vale

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haNs ke faramaate hain vo dekh kar haalat merii
kyon tum aasaaN samajhate the muhabbat merii

baad marane ke bhii chhoDii na rafaaqat merii
merii turbat se lagii baiThii hai hasarat merii

main ne aaGosh-e-tasavvur me.n bhii khenchaa to kahaa
pis gaii pis gaii bedard nazaakat merii

aaiinaa subah-e-shab-e-vasl jo dekhaa to kahaa
dekh zaalim ye thii shaam ko suurat merii

yaar pahaluu men hai tanhaaii hai kah do nikale
aaj kyon dil men chhupii baiThii hai hasarat merii

husn aur ishq ham_aaGosh nazar aa jaate
terii tasviir men khinch jaatii jo hairat merii

kis DhiTaa_ii se vo dil chhiin ke kahate hain 'Ameer'
vo meraa ghar hai rahe jis men muhabbat merii