Treasure Island

Mirza Ghalib

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

Heart it is, Not a Brick or Stone


Heart it is, not a brick or stone
Why shouldn't it feel the pain?
Let none tyrannize this heart
Or I shall cry again and again
Neither the temple, nor the mosque
Nor on someone's door or porch
I await on the path where He will tread
Why others should compel me to go?
The illumined grace that lights up the heart
And glows like the midday sun
That Self that annihilates all sights
When then it hides in the mysterious net?
The amorous glance is the deadly dagger
And the arrows of emotions are fatal
Your image may be equally powerful
Why should it appear before you?
The rules of life and bonds of sorrow
In reality are the one manifestation
Before realizing the ultimate truth
How can then one attain liberation?
Love is laden with noble thoughts
Yet what remains is the carnal shame
Trust conscience the still little voice
Why do you want test the rival?
There the pride of modesty resides
Here dwells the social morality
How shall we meet, on which road
Why should he invite me to the abode?
True he is an atheist
Unfaithful and unchaste
Dear to who is faith and heart
Why should he then venture there?
Without the wretched 'Ghalib'
Has any activity come to a halt?
What then is the need to cry?
What then is the need to brood?

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004
Edited: Friday, March 23, 2012

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  • Shuja Zamir (12/4/2013 11:33:00 AM)

    My most favourite poet of Urdu language...his horizon is so wide to express every emotion of human being with its full nuances... (Report) Reply

  • Mohammad Akmal Nazir (6/28/2011 6:20:00 AM)

    He was a true genius. Great poem from a great poet. This poem is only a tiny example of his greatness. Some of his other poems had been a puzzle for their readers because they could not touch the arena of Ghalib's wisdom. He was one of the most typical poets of the world. I salute his genius. (Report) Reply

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