Tears of Zindagi: 30 Sad Urdu Poems + Trans

Zindagi bojh hai, kya kahein ab hum,
Har qadam pe mile, naye naye gham.
Life is a burden, what can I say now,
At every step, I found new sorrows.
Hanste hain magar, dil mein hai veeraani,
Kaisi guzri yeh, umr-e-jawaani.
I laugh, but there is desolation in my heart,
How this youth has passed.

Khwaab toote sabhi, ummeedein bhi gayeen,
Zindagi ki raahon mein, tanha hi rahein.
All dreams broke, hopes also departed,
On the paths of life, I remained alone.

Kya mila hai hamein, is zindagaani se,
Bas dard hi paaya, har ik kahaani se.
What have I gained from this life?
Only found pain from every story.

Saans lena bhi ab, muhaal lagta hai,
Zindagi ka har pal, wabaal lagta hai.
Even breathing seems difficult now,
Every moment of life feels like a scourge.

Khushiyon ki tamanna, karte hi rahe,
Ghamon ke samandar mein, behte hi rahe.
I kept desiring happiness,
I kept flowing in the ocean of sorrows.

Na koi humdard, na koi saathi,
Zindagi ki shaam, yun hi kat jaati.
No sympathizer, no companion,
The evening of life passes just like this.

Har aas tooti, har sahaara gaya,
Zindagi ka safar, adhoora raha kya.
Every hope broke, every support went,
Has the journey of life remained incomplete?

Kaise jeeyein hum, yeh bata de koi,
Zakhm dil ke gehre, dikha de koi.
How should I live, someone tell me,
The heart’s wounds are deep, someone show me.

Muskuraahat ke peechhe, aansoo chhupe hain,
Zindagi ke dukhde, kis se kahein hum.
Tears are hidden behind the smile,
To whom should I tell the sorrows of life?

Waqt ne kya sitam, dhaaye hain hum par,
Khushi ki ik kiran ko, tarsein hain hum par (should be ‘hum’).
What tyranny time has inflicted upon me,
I yearn for a single ray of happiness.

Be-basi ka aalam, tanhaai ka shor,
Zindagi ki raaton ka, nahin koi bhor.
A state of helplessness, the noise of loneliness,
There is no dawn for the nights of life.

Har khwaahish miri, hasrat ban gayi,
Zindagi ik adhoori, ibrat ban gayi.
Every desire of mine became a longing,
Life became an incomplete, cautionary tale.

Jeewan ki raahon mein, kaante hi mile,
Phoolon ki tamanna mein, aansoo hi nikle.
On the paths of life, only thorns were found,
In the desire for flowers, only tears emerged.

Udaas shaamein hain, be-kaif raatein,
Yaad aati hain woh, guzri hui baatein.
Sad evenings, joyless nights,
I remember those past conversations.

Dil ka dard kaise, kisi ko sunaayein,
Khaamosh reh kar hi, aansoo bahaayein.
How to tell someone the pain of the heart?
Only by remaining silent, I shed tears.

Na manzil mili, na koi thikaana,
Zindagi ban gayi, ik dard ka fasaana.
Neither found the destination, nor any abode,
Life became a tale of pain.

Kabhi jo khushi mili, toh ‘aarzi nikli,
Gham ki siyaahi toh, daa’imi nikli.
Whenever happiness was found, it turned out to be temporary,
The darkness of sorrow turned out to be permanent.

Kis se ummeed rakhein, kis se karein gila,
Zindagi ne diya hai, har qadam pe sila (dard ka).
From whom to keep hope, from whom to complain?
Life has given a reward (of pain) at every step.

Khwaabon ka mahal, pal mein toot gaya,
Zindagi ka har rishta, mujh se rooth gaya.
The palace of dreams shattered in a moment,
Every relationship in life got upset with me.

Yeh kaisi zindagi hai, yeh kaisa azaab hai,
Har khushi ke peechhe, ik dard be-hisaab hai.
What kind of life is this, what kind of torment is this?
Behind every happiness, there is immeasurable pain.

Aankhon mein veeraani, dil mein hai toofaan,
Zindagi ka har lamha, lage hai pareshaan.
Desolation in the eyes, a storm in the heart,
Every moment of life feels troubled.

Na koi apna yahaan, na koi begaana,
Zindagi ka safar hai, bahut hi veeraana.
No one is my own here, nor any stranger,
The journey of life is very desolate.

Gham ki chaadar odhe, sote hain raat bhar,
Subah uth kar phir wohi, dard-e-jigar.
Wrapped in a sheet of sorrow, I sleep all night,
Waking up in the morning, then the same pain of the heart.

Aarzooein sabhi, dam tod gayeen,
Zindagi ki raahein, munh mod gayeen.
All desires breathed their last,
The paths of life turned their faces away.

Kis ko dikhaayein, dil ke yeh chhaale,
Zindagi ne diye hain, zakhm niraale.
To whom should I show these blisters of the heart?
Life has given unique wounds.

Har taraf andhera, koi raushni nahin,
Zindagi mein ab koi, dilkashi nahin.
Darkness everywhere, no light,
There is no charm left in life now.

Jeene ki khwaahish, ab mar si gayi hai,
Zindagi ik sazaa, ban si gayi hai.
The desire to live has almost died,
Life has become like a punishment.

Roz ik naya gham, roz ik naya dard,
Zindagi ka har warq, hai aansuon se zard.
Every day a new sorrow, every day a new pain,
Every page of life is pale with tears.

Khatm kab hoga yeh, ghamon ka silsila,
Zindagi se ab koi, nahin hai gila. (Be-basi mein)
When will this series of sorrows end?
Now I have no complaint with life. (In helplessness)