Poetry Collection
Wine is one of the stock references in poetry, more so in Urdu poetry. It is not necessarily a drink that drives one out of senses but brings them back to moments of higher consciousness. Wine and wine drinking have had a mystical connotation as well. We have collected some verses here which will help you appreciate various shades of these experiences.
Total
48
Sher
36
Ghazal
12
Is collection se writer-diverse top picks for quick reading.
'ghhalib' chhuti sharab par ab bhi kabhi kabhi piita huun roz-e-abr o shab-e-mahtab men
the couplet captures a relapse of desire: a “quit” habit is not fully gone, it merely sleeps. cloudy day and moonlit night become metaphors for two moods—gloom and romantic softness—both of which awaken the old taste for wine. beneath the wit is confession: solitude and atmosphere make the heart vulnerable.
kuchh bhi bacha na kahne ko har baat ho gai aao kahin sharab piyen raat ho gai
shab ko mai khuub si pi subh ko tauba kar li rind ke rind rahe haath se jannat na gai
shab jo ham se hua muaaf karo nahin pi thi bahak gae honge
itni pi jaae ki mit jaae main aur tu ki tamiz yaani ye hosh ki divar gira di jaae
the formality of you and i should in wine be drowned meaning that these barriers of sobriety be downed
har shab shab-e-barat hai har roz roz-e-id sota huun haath gardan-e-mina men daal ke
each night is a night of love, each day a day divine i sleep with my arms entwined around a flask of wine
tark-e-mai hi samajh ise naseh itni pi hai ki pi nahin jaati
vo mile bhi to ik jhijhak si rahi kaash thodi si ham piye hote
jaam le kar mujh se vo kahta hai apne munh ko pher ru-ba-ru yuun tere mai piine se sharmate hain ham
itni pi hai ki baad-e-tauba bhi be-piye be-khudi si rahti hai
mai-kashi ke bhi kuchh adab baratna sikho haath men apne agar jaam liya hai tum ne
zahid sharab-e-nab ho ya bada-e-tuhur piine hi par jab aae haram o halal kya
ai shaikh marte marte bache hain piye baghhair aasi hon ab jo tauba karen mai-kashi se ham
mai-kashi gardish-e-ayyam se aage na badhi meri madhoshi mire jaam se aage na badhi
sab ko maara 'jigar' ke sheron ne aur 'jigar' ko sharab ne maara
azaan ho rahi hai pila jald saaqi ibadat karen aaj makhmur ho kar
tis the call to prayer, hasten, pour me wine today inebriated, i'll worship the divine
zaban-e-hosh se ye kufr sarzad ho nahin sakta main kaise bin piye le luun khuda ka naam ai saaqi
rind-e-kharab-nosh ki be-adabi to dekhiye niyyat-e-mai-kashi na ki haath men jaam le liya
mujhe tauba ka puura ajr milta hai usi saaat koi zohra-jabin piine pe jab majbur karta hai
ghharq kar de tujh ko zahid teri duniya ko kharab kam se kam itni to har mai-kash ke paimane men hai
'ghhalib' chhuti sharab par ab bhi kabhi kabhi piita huun roz-e-abr o shab-e-mahtab men
the couplet captures a relapse of desire: a “quit” habit is not fully gone, it merely sleeps. cloudy day and moonlit night become metaphors for two moods—gloom and romantic softness—both of which awaken the old taste for wine. beneath the wit is confession: solitude and atmosphere make the heart vulnerable.
kuchh bhi bacha na kahne ko har baat ho gai aao kahin sharab piyen raat ho gai
shab ko mai khuub si pi subh ko tauba kar li rind ke rind rahe haath se jannat na gai
shab jo ham se hua muaaf karo nahin pi thi bahak gae honge
itni pi jaae ki mit jaae main aur tu ki tamiz yaani ye hosh ki divar gira di jaae
the formality of you and i should in wine be drowned meaning that these barriers of sobriety be downed
har shab shab-e-barat hai har roz roz-e-id sota huun haath gardan-e-mina men daal ke
each night is a night of love, each day a day divine i sleep with my arms entwined around a flask of wine
tark-e-mai hi samajh ise naseh itni pi hai ki pi nahin jaati
vo mile bhi to ik jhijhak si rahi kaash thodi si ham piye hote
sab ko maara 'jigar' ke sheron ne aur 'jigar' ko sharab ne maara
azaan ho rahi hai pila jald saaqi ibadat karen aaj makhmur ho kar
tis the call to prayer, hasten, pour me wine today inebriated, i'll worship the divine
zaban-e-hosh se ye kufr sarzad ho nahin sakta main kaise bin piye le luun khuda ka naam ai saaqi
rind-e-kharab-nosh ki be-adabi to dekhiye niyyat-e-mai-kashi na ki haath men jaam le liya
itni pi hai ki baad-e-tauba bhi be-piye be-khudi si rahti hai
pila mai ashkara ham ko kis ki saqiya chori khuda se jab nahin chori to phir bande se kya chori
the poet challenges social hypocrisy by arguing that since god is omniscient and sees all actions, hiding one's 'sins' (like drinking wine) from society is futile. it emphasizes living authentically and boldly, reasoning that if the ultimate judge knows the truth, the opinions of people do not matter.
mai-kashi ke bhi kuchh adab baratna sikho haath men apne agar jaam liya hai tum ne
mujhe tauba ka puura ajr milta hai usi saaat koi zohra-jabin piine pe jab majbur karta hai
tum sharab pi kar bhi hosh-mand rahte ho jaane kyuun mujhe aisi mai-kashi nahin aai
ai shaikh marte marte bache hain piye baghhair aasi hon ab jo tauba karen mai-kashi se ham
mai-kashi gardish-e-ayyam se aage na badhi meri madhoshi mire jaam se aage na badhi
mai-kashi se najat mushkil hai mai ka duuba kabhi ubhar na saka
Maikashi se related curated sher, selected ghazal excerpts aur context-friendly reading flow milega.
Haan, collection links, writer links aur detail links sab Kuch Alfaaz ke internal routes par map kiye gaye hain.
Type filter (Sher/Ghazal/Nazm), featured picks aur similar collections rail use karke fast discovery kar sakte hain.
Poetry Collection
Wine is one of the stock references in poetry, more so in Urdu poetry. It is not necessarily a drink that drives one out of senses but brings them back to moments of higher consciousness. Wine and wine drinking have had a mystical connotation as well. We have collected some verses here which will help you appreciate various shades of these experiences.
Total
48
Sher
36
Ghazal
12
Is collection se writer-diverse top picks for quick reading.
'ghhalib' chhuti sharab par ab bhi kabhi kabhi piita huun roz-e-abr o shab-e-mahtab men
the couplet captures a relapse of desire: a “quit” habit is not fully gone, it merely sleeps. cloudy day and moonlit night become metaphors for two moods—gloom and romantic softness—both of which awaken the old taste for wine. beneath the wit is confession: solitude and atmosphere make the heart vulnerable.
kuchh bhi bacha na kahne ko har baat ho gai aao kahin sharab piyen raat ho gai
shab ko mai khuub si pi subh ko tauba kar li rind ke rind rahe haath se jannat na gai
shab jo ham se hua muaaf karo nahin pi thi bahak gae honge
itni pi jaae ki mit jaae main aur tu ki tamiz yaani ye hosh ki divar gira di jaae
the formality of you and i should in wine be drowned meaning that these barriers of sobriety be downed
har shab shab-e-barat hai har roz roz-e-id sota huun haath gardan-e-mina men daal ke
each night is a night of love, each day a day divine i sleep with my arms entwined around a flask of wine
tark-e-mai hi samajh ise naseh itni pi hai ki pi nahin jaati
vo mile bhi to ik jhijhak si rahi kaash thodi si ham piye hote
jaam le kar mujh se vo kahta hai apne munh ko pher ru-ba-ru yuun tere mai piine se sharmate hain ham
itni pi hai ki baad-e-tauba bhi be-piye be-khudi si rahti hai
mai-kashi ke bhi kuchh adab baratna sikho haath men apne agar jaam liya hai tum ne
zahid sharab-e-nab ho ya bada-e-tuhur piine hi par jab aae haram o halal kya
ai shaikh marte marte bache hain piye baghhair aasi hon ab jo tauba karen mai-kashi se ham
mai-kashi gardish-e-ayyam se aage na badhi meri madhoshi mire jaam se aage na badhi
sab ko maara 'jigar' ke sheron ne aur 'jigar' ko sharab ne maara
azaan ho rahi hai pila jald saaqi ibadat karen aaj makhmur ho kar
tis the call to prayer, hasten, pour me wine today inebriated, i'll worship the divine
zaban-e-hosh se ye kufr sarzad ho nahin sakta main kaise bin piye le luun khuda ka naam ai saaqi
rind-e-kharab-nosh ki be-adabi to dekhiye niyyat-e-mai-kashi na ki haath men jaam le liya
mujhe tauba ka puura ajr milta hai usi saaat koi zohra-jabin piine pe jab majbur karta hai
ghharq kar de tujh ko zahid teri duniya ko kharab kam se kam itni to har mai-kash ke paimane men hai
'ghhalib' chhuti sharab par ab bhi kabhi kabhi piita huun roz-e-abr o shab-e-mahtab men
the couplet captures a relapse of desire: a “quit” habit is not fully gone, it merely sleeps. cloudy day and moonlit night become metaphors for two moods—gloom and romantic softness—both of which awaken the old taste for wine. beneath the wit is confession: solitude and atmosphere make the heart vulnerable.
kuchh bhi bacha na kahne ko har baat ho gai aao kahin sharab piyen raat ho gai
shab ko mai khuub si pi subh ko tauba kar li rind ke rind rahe haath se jannat na gai
shab jo ham se hua muaaf karo nahin pi thi bahak gae honge
itni pi jaae ki mit jaae main aur tu ki tamiz yaani ye hosh ki divar gira di jaae
the formality of you and i should in wine be drowned meaning that these barriers of sobriety be downed
har shab shab-e-barat hai har roz roz-e-id sota huun haath gardan-e-mina men daal ke
each night is a night of love, each day a day divine i sleep with my arms entwined around a flask of wine
tark-e-mai hi samajh ise naseh itni pi hai ki pi nahin jaati
vo mile bhi to ik jhijhak si rahi kaash thodi si ham piye hote
sab ko maara 'jigar' ke sheron ne aur 'jigar' ko sharab ne maara
azaan ho rahi hai pila jald saaqi ibadat karen aaj makhmur ho kar
tis the call to prayer, hasten, pour me wine today inebriated, i'll worship the divine
zaban-e-hosh se ye kufr sarzad ho nahin sakta main kaise bin piye le luun khuda ka naam ai saaqi
rind-e-kharab-nosh ki be-adabi to dekhiye niyyat-e-mai-kashi na ki haath men jaam le liya
itni pi hai ki baad-e-tauba bhi be-piye be-khudi si rahti hai
pila mai ashkara ham ko kis ki saqiya chori khuda se jab nahin chori to phir bande se kya chori
the poet challenges social hypocrisy by arguing that since god is omniscient and sees all actions, hiding one's 'sins' (like drinking wine) from society is futile. it emphasizes living authentically and boldly, reasoning that if the ultimate judge knows the truth, the opinions of people do not matter.
mai-kashi ke bhi kuchh adab baratna sikho haath men apne agar jaam liya hai tum ne
mujhe tauba ka puura ajr milta hai usi saaat koi zohra-jabin piine pe jab majbur karta hai
tum sharab pi kar bhi hosh-mand rahte ho jaane kyuun mujhe aisi mai-kashi nahin aai
ai shaikh marte marte bache hain piye baghhair aasi hon ab jo tauba karen mai-kashi se ham
mai-kashi gardish-e-ayyam se aage na badhi meri madhoshi mire jaam se aage na badhi
mai-kashi se najat mushkil hai mai ka duuba kabhi ubhar na saka
Maikashi se related curated sher, selected ghazal excerpts aur context-friendly reading flow milega.
Haan, collection links, writer links aur detail links sab Kuch Alfaaz ke internal routes par map kiye gaye hain.
Type filter (Sher/Ghazal/Nazm), featured picks aur similar collections rail use karke fast discovery kar sakte hain.
