POEM · PERMANENT EDITION
Mirza Ghalib دکھ جی کے پسند ہو گیا ہے غالبؔ Dukh ji ke pasand ho gaya hai Ghalib ●sher 1 of 2

دکھ جی کے پسند ہو گیا ہے غالبؔ

Dukh ji ke pasand ho gaya hai Ghalib

دل رُک رُک کر بند ہو گیا ہے غالبؔ

Dil ruk ruk kar band ho gaya hai Ghalib

Sorrow has become dear to my soul, Ghalib,
My heart has stopped repeatedly, Ghalib.

واللہ کہ شب کو نیند آتی ہی نہیں

Wallah ke shab ko neend aati hi nahin

سونا سَوگند ہو گیا ہے غالبؔ

Sona sawgand ho gaya hai Ghalib

By God, sleep does not come at night,
To sleep has become an oath, Ghalib.

Context

This quatrain by Ghalib encapsulates a quintessential theme of Urdu ghazal poetry: the profound embrace of sorrow and its consequence, sleeplessness. Ghalib, renowned for his philosophical depth and poignant expression of human suffering, here describes a heart so accustomed to pain that it has become 'dear,' leading to a state where sleep is an impossibility, almost a forbidden act. This reflects a common motif where the lover's anguish is so consuming that it alienates them from the mundane comforts of life.

grief (gham) · love & longing (ishq, judāī)

One poem, every week

New to Urdu poetry? A little intro is here.