Top 20 Sharab Shayari

Wine has always been one of the most important topics of Urdu Poetry. In Urdu, wine poetry is commonly known as Sharab, Sharabi or Mai Shayari which includes Sher-o-Shayari on sharabi, sharab, nasha, maikashi and maikhana covering various styles, temperament, emotions and moods of Shayar and Shayari. Rekhta has created a list of 20 most popular shers on Sharaab. These have been selected based on the popularity as well as quality of each sher. We acknowledge that many good/better shers may not have been included in our list. Please feel free to suggest better shers in the comment section below. Our editorial team will consider those and may add to the Top 20 list, if found appropriate. Hope you enjoy the selection; furthermore, we look forward to your participation in enhancing the list.

kuchh bhī bachā na kahne ko har baat ho ga.ī

aao kahīñ sharāb piyeñ raat ho ga.ī

kuchh bhi bacha na kahne ko har baat ho gai

aao kahin sharab piyen raat ho gai

Nida Fazli

ab to utnī bhī mayassar nahīñ mai-ḳhāne meñ

jitnī ham chhoḌ diyā karte the paimāne meñ

the tavern does not even give that much wine to me

that I was wont to waste in the goblet casually

ab to utni bhi mayassar nahin mai-KHane mein

jitni hum chhoD diya karte the paimane mein

the tavern does not even give that much wine to me

that I was wont to waste in the goblet casually

Divakar Rahi

zāhid sharāb piine de masjid meñ baiTh kar

vo jagah batā de jahāñ par ḳhudā na ho

Priest I know this is a mosque, let me drink inside

Or point me to a place where God does not reside

zahid sharab pine de masjid mein baiTh kar

ya wo jagah bata de jahan par KHuda na ho

Priest I know this is a mosque, let me drink inside

Or point me to a place where God does not reside

Unknown

aa.e the hañste khelte mai-ḳhāne meñ 'firāq'

jab chuke sharāb to sanjīda ho ga.e

we came to the tavern all gay and frolicsome

now having drunk the wine, somber have become

aae the hanste khelte mai-KHane mein 'firaq'

jab pi chuke sharab to sanjida ho gae

we came to the tavern all gay and frolicsome

now having drunk the wine, somber have become

Firaq Gorakhpuri

na tum hosh meñ ho na ham hosh meñ haiñ

chalo mai-kade meñ vahīñ baat hogī

neither are you in your senses nor am I in mine

let us now go to the tavern and talk while we have wine

na tum hosh mein ho na hum hosh mein hain

chalo mai-kade mein wahin baat hogi

neither are you in your senses nor am I in mine

let us now go to the tavern and talk while we have wine

Bashir Badr

piitā huuñ jitnī utnī baḌhtī hai tishnagī

saaqī ne jaise pyaas milā sharāb meñ

pita hun jitni utni hi baDhti hai tishnagi

saqi ne jaise pyas mila di sharab mein

Unknown

qarz piite the mai lekin samajhte the ki haañ

rañg lāvegī hamārī fāqa-mastī ek din

qarz ki pite the mai lekin samajhte the ki han

rang lawegi hamari faqa-masti ek din

Mirza Ghalib

shikan na Daal jabīñ par sharāb dete hue

ye muskurātī huī chiiz muskurā ke pilā

shikan na Dal jabin par sharab dete hue

ye muskuraati hui chiz muskura ke pila

Abdul Hamid Adam

zāhid sharāb piine se kāfir huā maiñ kyuuñ

kyā DeḌh chullū paanī meñ īmān bah gayā

zahid sharab pine se kafir hua main kyun

kya DeDh chullu pani mein iman bah gaya

Sheikh Ibrahim Zauq

ai 'zauq' dekh duḳhtar-e-raz ko na muñh lagā

chhuTtī nahīñ hai muñh se ye kāfar lagī huī

ai 'zauq' dekh duKHtar-e-raz ko na munh laga

chhuTti nahin hai munh se ye kafar lagi hui

Sheikh Ibrahim Zauq

lutf-e-mai tujh se kyā kahūñ zāhid

haa.e kam-baḳht ne nahīñ

you've never drunk O hapless priest

The joys of wine how will you see

lutf-e-mai tujh se kya kahun zahid

hae kam-baKHt tu ne pi hi nahin

you've never drunk O hapless priest

The joys of wine how will you see

Dagh Dehlvi

pilā de ok se saaqī jo ham se nafrat hai

piyāla gar nahīñ detā na de sharāb to de

if you despise me pour into my cupped palms, it is fine

give me not a glass but then, at least do give me wine

pila de ok se saqi jo hum se nafrat hai

piyala gar nahin deta na de sharab to de

if you despise me pour into my cupped palms, it is fine

give me not a glass but then, at least do give me wine

Mirza Ghalib

sāqiyā tishnagī taab nahīñ

zahr de de agar sharāb nahīñ

saqiya tishnagi ki tab nahin

zahr de de agar sharab nahin

Dagh Dehlvi

pahle sharāb ziist thī ab ziist hai sharāb

koī pilā rahā hai piye rahā huuñ maiñ

pahle sharab zist thi ab zist hai sharab

koi pila raha hai piye ja raha hun main

Jigar Moradabadi

'zauq' jo madrase ke bigḌe hue haiñ mullā

un ko mai-ḳhāne meñ le aao sañvar jā.eñge

'zauq' jo madrase ke bigDe hue hain mulla

un ko mai-KHane mein le aao sanwar jaenge

Sheikh Ibrahim Zauq

'ġhālib' chhuTī sharāb par ab bhī kabhī kabhī

piitā huuñ roz-e-abr o shab-e-māhtāb meñ

'ghaalib' chhuTi sharab par ab bhi kabhi kabhi

pita hun roz-e-abr o shab-e-mahtab mein

Mirza Ghalib

go haath ko jumbish nahīñ āñkhoñ meñ to dam hai

rahne do abhī sāġhar-o-mīnā mire aage

let the cup and flask of wine remain in front of me

though my hands are motionless, my eyes as yet can see

go hath ko jumbish nahin aankhon mein to dam hai

rahne do abhi saghar-o-mina mere aage

let the cup and flask of wine remain in front of me

though my hands are motionless, my eyes as yet can see

Mirza Ghalib

tark-e-mai samajh ise nāseh

itnī hai ki nahīñ jaatī

tark-e-mai hi samajh ise naseh

itni pi hai ki pi nahin jati

Shakeel Badayuni

ai mohtasib na pheñk mire mohtasib na pheñk

zālim sharāb hai are zālim sharāb hai

ai mohtasib na phenk mere mohtasib na phenk

zalim sharab hai are zalim sharab hai

Jigar Moradabadi

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