The Selected Poetry of Firaq Gorakhpuri

The Selected Poetry of Firaq Gorakhpuri

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Author: Firaq Gorakhpuri
Translator(s)/ Editors(s): Noorul Hasan
Publisher: Sahitya Akademi
Year: 2008
Language: English
Pages: 274
ISBN/UPC (if available): 9788126025312

Description

Firaq Gorakhpuri is perhaps the tallest Urdu Poet of the 20th Century. His Prolific Poetic Career spans six decades. He never accepted retirement as Professor of English at Allahabad University. He received several awards and honours during his Lifetime.

In 1961 he was honoured by the Uttar Pradesh Government and was also the recipient of the Sahitya Academy award. In 1965 he received the NEHRU Award and in 1970 the Jnanpith award for his collection Gul-e-Nagma.

This Volume of translation contains a tiny though representative fraction of his awesome and gigantic oeuvre

Contents

Acknowledgment
Foreword
Introducing Firaq Gorakhpuri (1896 - 1982)
My Poetry
Rooh-e-Kayenat (The Soul of Creation)

Nahin hain phool to kharon ko cher sakta hun
Na jane maut pahle kya thee
Auron se kya keh paoge, kya bayaan kar paoge
Farebe wahdat-o-kasrat se khel sakta hun
Bara karam hai ye mujh par, abhi yahan se na jao
Daure aflaak ka shabab hai tu
Nazar, nazar men hihan dastane gulshan hai
Sukoote sha’m mitao bahut andhera hai
Mere izhare tamanna par kya tha irshade zere labi
Tere maqbooliyat ki wajhe wahid teri ramziayt
Yeh dukh, ye ranj, ye azardah halian teri
Ye qual tera yad hai ai saqui-e-dauran
Ye to nahin ki gham nahin
Ghazal ke sa’z uthao bari udas hai raat
Zamin badli, falak badla, Mazake-zindgi badla
Kisi Ka Yun to hua kaun umr bhar phir bhi
Luft nahin karam nahin
Sitaro se ulajhta jar raha hun
Hayate-nau se jo peete hain log ai saqi
Ye nakhaton ki narm rawi, ye hawa, ye raat
Ye kaun muskurahton ka karwan liye huye
“Aamade-Mahboob”
Ishq mein wo tari kahan hai, mian
Jab tere qamat ki yaden aian
Wo chupchap a’nsun bahane ki raten
Kitab mein ye darsyat dhoodhna fizool hai
Rus mein dooba hua lahrata badan kya kahna
Ishq ki jab khata hui mujh se
Wo aalam hota hai mujh per jub fikre ghazal main karta hun
Chir gaye saze ishq ke gaane
Hazar zabt ki hud mein raha, raha na gaya
Tanhai mein hum kise bulayen ai dost
Ye jo qaulo qarar hai kya hai
Gardane sheesha jo saghar pe uthi ai saqi
Jhalak masssomion meiin shokhion ki
Is sukoote faza mein kho jayen
Seene se tujh ko laga kar rakha apna khoon pilaya tha
Bandagi se kabhi nahin milti
Pooch pooch ke naam pata kuch samajh samajh rah jate ho
Dekha hare ek shakh pe gunchon ki sarnigun
Dhokha khaya hoga nazar ne, dil ko waham hua hoga
Mathe per tere suhe chaman khel rahi hai
Wo saze lab ki samanawazi nahin rahi
Tanhai ki raton ne aksar mujh ko milwaya hai mujh se
Chaseme siyah se jo ghata uthi hai
Agar nahin na sahi nam-o-payam ki ya’d
Ab to hum hain aur bhari dunia ki hain tanhaian
Soze pinhan ho chasme purnam ho
Dile shayar mein yun hai tera khayal
Na hum se pooch husn-o-ishq ka raze nihan kya hai
Kuch ishare the jihen dunia samajh baithe the hum
Bahut pahle se un qadmon ki ahat jan lete hain
Ra’t bhi, neend bhi, kahani bhi
Beithikana hai ghame-dil
Qahr hai tera ya teri rahmat
Kuch wo asare badah se lahrae hue hai
Saghare subh chakan lao ki kuch ra’t kate
Tahon men dil ke jahan koi wardat hui
Tere jam’al se gati hui bahar aye
Na jane a’j tak kya shai khushi hai
Sir mein sauda bhi nahin dil men tamanna bhi nahin
Agar badal na diya a’dmi ne dunia ko
Narm faza ki karwaten dil to dukha ke rah gain
Darta hun kamiabie taqdeer dekh ker
Ghair kya Janie kyon mujhko bura kahte hain
Hamen bhi dekh jo is dard se kuch hosh mein aye
Aa hi jati magar phir bhi mere dard ki ya’d
Naj ane ashk se a’nkhon mein kyon hain aye hue
Aisa bartao kiya karte hain deewanon se
Har jarrah peab kaifiate neem-shabi hai
Taqseeme Dawlat
Neerang husn ya’r tere bus mein kya nahin
Jo parao tha kabhi ahl-e-dil ka khamosh ab wo dayar hai
Ishq to dunia ka raja hai
Aao Firaq a’j koi jistaju Karen
A’j tere firaq mein ro lein
Samajhta hun ki tu mujh se juda hai
Mujh se agar juda bhi huey tum to kya huey
Wo roothan tera yad aa raha hai a’j mujhe
Kuch na kuch ishq ki taseer ka iqrar to hai
Main hun faqire be nawa sultanate jahan na de
Firaq na’me adam per luta do dunia ko
Rani o rahat, wasl o furqat, hosh o wahsat kya nahin
Lutle sam itabe ya’r bhi hai
Haath aaye to wahi damanee janan ho jae
Nigah bhi na uthi aur ishq ruswa hai
Kisi se door ho ker shadman rahne pe mail hain
Maikade main a’ ik dunia ko izne a’m that
Hijr o wisale yaar ka parda utha diy
Daure aaghaze jafa dil ka sahara nikla
Ho ke sir ta baqadam aalame israr chala
Bastian dhoondh rahi hain itni weeranon mein
Bahsen chiri huin hain hayat o mamat ki
Khayale marg kab tak zindagi ka dard e sir kab tak
Hum ahle gum ka muqaddar to so chuka kub ka
Na pooch teri muhabbat mein haath kya aaya
Tujhe kyonkar batayen zindagi ko kya samajhte hain
Ye faize ishq ye raaz aaj ashhikara ha
Ye sargardanian kab tak tawafe dar badar kab tak
Kuch mujtrib si ishq ki dunia hai a’j bhi
Ahle dil ko koi khushi na malal
Larzis si ik hui jo fizaon mein sha’me
Jise log batage hain zere zamin jise kahte hain arse
Barin par hai
Tez ehsase khudi. darkar hai
Firaq ik nai surat nikal to sakti hai
Her nala tere dard se ab aur hi kuch hai
Khur’rammi ko bhi gham sifa’t Karen
Waqt’e ghuroob aaj karama’t ho gai