The tender melancholy of Mir Taqi Mir — the god of Urdu poetry.
Read Mir slowly — the ache is in the pauses.
patta patta boota boota haal hamaara jaane hai
jaane na jaane gul hi na jaane baagh to saara jaane hai
dikhaayi diye yun ke bekhud kiya
hamein aap se bhi juda kar chale
ibtida-e-ishq hai rota hai kya
aage aage dekhiye hota hai kya
mir un neem-baaz aankhon mein
saari masti sharaab ki si hai
naazuki us ke lab ki kya kahiye
pankhuri ik gulaab ki si hai
baare duniya mein raho gham-zada ya shaad raho
aisa kuchh kar ke chalo yaan ke bahut yaad raho
ishq ik mir bhaari patthar hai
kab ye tujh naatawaan se uthta hai
le saans bhi aahista ke naazuk hai bahut kaam
aafaaq ki is kaargah-e-sheesha-gari ka