Recitation of poetry is deeply regarded for expressing your true feelings. It has been observed that Urdu poets in the past used to say poetry that depicts the social, cultural surroundings of their era. Last Updated on Sunday, October 14 2018 ... Read more
Kasinath the new young singer fills the hall with sound: The seven notes dance in his throat like seven tame birds. His voice is a sharp sword slicing and thrusting everywhere, It darts like lightening - no knowing where it will go when. He sets deadly traps for himself, then cuts them away: The courtiers listen in amazement, give frequent gasps of praise. Only the old king Pratap Ray sits like wood, unmoved. Haraj Lal is the only singer he likes, all others leave him cold. From childhood he has spent so long listening to him sing - Rag Kafi during holi, cloud-songs during the rains, Songs for Durga at dawn in autumn, songs to bid her farewell - His heart swelled when he heard them and his eyes swam with tears. And on days when friends gathered and filled the hall There were cowherds' songs of Krsna, in raags Bhupali and Multan. So many nights of wedding-festivity have passed in that royal house: Servants dressed in red, hundreds of lamps alight: The bridegroom sitting shyly in his finery and jewels, Young friends teasing him and whispering in his ear: Before him, singing raag Sahana, sits Baraj Lal. The king's heart is full of all those days and songs. When he hears some other singer, he feels no chord inside, No sudden magical awakening of memories of the past. When Pratap Ray watches Kasinath he just sees his wagging head: Tune after tune after tune, bu none with any echo in the heart. Kasinath asks for a rest and the singing stops for a space. Pratap Ray smilingly turns his eyes to Baraj Lal. He puts his mouth to his ear and says, 'Dear ustad, Give us a song as songs ought to be, this is no song at all. It's all tricks and games, like a cat hunting a bird. We used to hear songs in the old days, today they have no idea.' Old Baraj Lal, white-haired, white turban on his head, Bows to the assembled courtiers and slowly takes his seat. He takes the tanpura in his wasted, heavily veined hand And with lowered head and closed eyes begins raag Yaman-kalyap. His quavering voice is swallowed by the enormous hall, Is like a tiny bird in a storm, unable to fly for all it tries. Pratap Ray, sitting to the left, encourages him again and again: 'Superb, bravo!' he says in his ear, 'sing out loud.' The courtiers are inattentive, some whisper amongst themselves, Some of them yawn, some doze, some go off to their rooms; Some of them call to servants, 'Bring the bookah, bring some pan.' Some fan themselves furiously and complain of the heat. They cannot keep still for a minute, they shuffle or walk about - The hall was quiet before, but every sort of noise has grown. The old man's singing is swamped, like a frail boat in a typhoon: Only his shaky fingering of the tanpura shows it is there. Music that should rise on its own joy from the depths of the heart Is crushed by heedless clamour, like a fountain under a stone. The song and Baraj Lal's feelings go separate ways, But he sings for all he is worth, to keep up the honour of his king. One of the verses of the song has somehow slipped from his mind. He quickly goes back, tries to get it right this time. Again he forgets, it is lost, he shakes his head at the shame; He starts the song at the beginning - again he has to stop. His hand trembles doubly as he prays to his teachers name. His voice quakes with distress, like a lamp guttering in a breeze. He abandons the words of the song and tries to salvage the tune, But suddenly his wide-mouthed singing breaks into loud cries. The intricate melody goes to the winds, the rhythm is swept away - Tears snap the thread of the song, cascade like pearls. In shame he rests his head on the old tanpura in his lap - He has failed to remember a song: he weeps as he did as a child. With brimming eyes king Pratap Ray tenderly touches his friend: 'Come, let us go from here,' he says with kindness and love. They leave that festive hall with its hundreds of blinding lights. The two old friends go outside, holding each other's hands. Baraj says with hands clasped, 'Master, our days are gone. New men have come now, new styles and customs in the world. The court we kept is deserted - only the two of us are left. Don't ask anyone to listen to me now, I beg you at your feet, my lord. The singer along does not make a song, there has to be someone who hears: One man opens his throat to sing, the other sings in his mind. Only when waves fall on the shore do they make a harmonious sound; Only when breezes shake the woods do we hear a rustling in the leaves. Only from a marriage of two forces does music arise in the world. Where there is no love, where listeners are dumb, there never can be song.' Rabindranath Tagore
Urdu Poetry – Poetry is the language of heart. Emotions and feelings take the shape of words and are delivered in a poetic manner. Urdu poetry draws its existence from past 18th and 19th century which are rich in tradition and composed in various forms. Most of the Urdu poetry derives from Arabic and Persian origin. From time immemorial, Urdu poetry has been written and narrated by renowned poets of all times. Urdu poetry is enriched with such true emotions and feelings. It has been observed that Urdu poets in the past used to say poetry that depicts and highlights the social, cultural issues of their era.
The poets used Urdu poetry as a medium of expression to put their thoughts forward for the readers. The Urdu poets are known for reviving romance, culture, social & political issues in the form of Urdu poetry collections. Urdu poetry is considered as an integral part of Pakistani culture. Our history is rich with numerous poetry collections from renowned poets like Mirza Ghalib, Allama Iqbal, Mir Dard, Mir Taqi Mir, and the list goes on. Allama Iqbal and Mirza Ghalib are considered to be the flag barrier of Urdu poetry. Iqbal Urdu poetry is based on philosophy, love, and for encouraging Muslims of India. Mirza Ghalib is regarded as the greatest Urdu poets of all times. They have contributed incredibly in the form of Ghazal, Hamd, Nazm, Ruba’i, Shayari and much more. Apart from them, Mir Taqi Mir and Mir Dard are known for romantic and sad Urdu poetry. Several other maestros of Urdu Poetry have been passed who added some valuable pearls and gems to the poetic collections from time to time.
Urdu poetry has evolved and revolutionized from time to time. Previously tough Persian and Arabic words are used for narrating the Urdu poetry. Later use of simpler Urdu words have taken over and are used more oftenly. Poets like Ahmed Faraz, Parveen Shakir, Faiz Ahmed Faiz have added some valuable Urdu poetry collection that are loved and praised by masses to date. New subject matter, themes are used by new poets that has modernized Urdu Poetry. The various forms of Urdu Poetry available for the readers includes Ghazal, Hamd, Marsiya, Naat, Nazm, Qasida, Masnavi, Naat, Qawalli, Ruba’i, Shayari and much more. The poetry lovers can stock their libraries and houses with the enormous treasure of Urdu poetry. The collection of Urdu Poems in the form of Dewan and Kuliyat are preferred by those who have a taste for traditional poetry. Allama Iqbal and Mirza Ghalib have immense contribution to the Urdu poetry.
The Urdu poetry collection of Ghalib and Iqbal are researched, read and shared by masses worldwide.The modern Urdu poets possess a progressive and practical state of mind that is far from the narration of female beauty and romance. Urdu Ghazals has been associated with emotions earlier, but now the trends are changing to give it a completely new domain of expression. Many Urdu poets become popular because of their Romantic poetry include Ghazal Ahmed Faraz, Habib Jalib, Sagar Siddiqui, Muneer Niazi, Mohsin Naqvi, Farhat Abbas Shah and many others.
The archive of HamariWeb provides the evergreen Urdu poetry collection for the viewers. Some of the finest gems of Urdu Shayari are Munir Niazi, Allama Iqbal, Faiz Ahmed Faiz, Ahmed Faraz, Mirza Ghalib, Habib Jalib, Parveen Shakir, John Elia, Syed Wasi Shah to name a few. You can even search, post, read, and share the Urdu poetry based on various genres that includes Eid poetry, sad poetry, patriotic poetry, love poetry, rain poetry, mother poetry, Islamic poetry etc. People with great taste in poetry are glued to this page. Find some of the finest and latest collection of Urdu poetry on HamariWeb.