Qamar Jalalvi


Qamar Jalavi, was a renowned Pakistani poet. He was born in Jalali near Aligarh, India in 1887, and died on 4 October 1968. After the creation of Pakistan in 1947, he moved to Karachi.
Qamar Jalalvi is regarded as one of the best classical Urdu Ghazal poets. His ghazal poetry has unique simplicity of expression.
A poet from the age of eight, Qamar Jalalvi's writing had become quite popular by the time he was in his 20s.
He lived a life of financial hardship working for many years at bicycle repair shops. In India and Pakistan, a teacher of arts is known as Ustad, and the term is also loosely used to refer to any kind of skilled worker. Qamar Jalalvi was initially called Ustad because of his bicycle work. Popular with critics, for his mastery of poetry as well, they dubbed him Ustad Qamar Jalalvi, once his poetry became popular.
Ustad Qamar Jalalvi died in Karachi, Pakistan on 4 October 1968.

Books

The collections of ghazals include:
  1. Rashk-e Qamar
  2. Auj-e Qamar
  3. Tajalliyat-e Qamar
  4. Gham-e-Javedan
  5. Aaye Hain Woh Mazaar Pe
  6. Daba Ke Chal Diye Sab Qabr Mein

    Famous ghazals

کبھی کہا نہ کسی سے ترے فسانے کو

نہ جانے کیسے خبر ہوگئی زمانے کو
سنا ہے غیر کی محفل میں تم نہ جاؤ گے

کہو تو آج سجا لوں غریب خانے کو
دعا بہار کی مانگی تو اتنے پھول کھلے

کہیں جگہ نہ ملی میرے آشیانے کو
چمن میں جانا تو صیاد دیکھ کر جانا

اکیلے چھوڑ کر آیا ہوں آشیانے کو
مری لحد پہ پتنگوں کا خون ہوتا ہے

حضور شمع نہ لایا کریں جلانے کو
دبا کے
قبر میں سب چل دیۓ دعا نہ سلام

ذرا سی دیر میں کیا ہوگیا زمانے کو
اب آگے اس میں تمہارا بھی نام آیٔگا

جو حکم ہو تو یہیں چھوڑ دوں فسانے کو
قمر ذرا بھی نہیں تم کو خوفِ رسوایٔ

چلے ہو چاندنی شب میں انہیں بلانے کو
"Never told your story to anyone,
don't know how people found out?
You will not go to the party of my rival,
so today I will decorate my humble home
So I asked for spring flowers to bloom,
found no place for my nest in the garden
If you go to see the garden, beware of the hunter,
I have left unprotected my own nest
Insects thus get murdered over my grave,
do not burn candles there brought for my grave
After burying me in the grave,
people walk away without giving me due respect
Now your name will also show up in this story,
if you command, I'll drop this story right here
Qamar not the slightest fear you have about earning a bad name,
you are going to call for her in the moonlit night?