The ‘I’ Disease: 30 Urdu Ego Poems + Trans

Anaa ka but jo dil mein, paal rakha hai,
Isi ne rishton ko, maar daala hai.
The idol of ego that is nurtured in the heart,
Has killed relationships.
Takabbur khaak mein milaaye, insaan ko aakhir,
Aajizi hi bachaaye, har sharr se har aafat.
Arrogance ultimately reduces man to dust,
Humility alone saves from every evil, every calamity.
“Main” ki beemaari, jab lag jaaye kisi ko,
Bhool jaata hai woh phir, Rabb ko bhi apne.
When the disease of “I” afflicts someone,
They then forget even their Lord.

Anaa ki deewaarein, oonchi na karna,
Mohabbat ke raste, band ho jaayein warna.
Do not raise the walls of ego high,
Otherwise, the paths of love will be closed.

Jhukna seekho, is mein hai baraai,
Anaa paraston ne, hamesha munh ki khaai.
Learn to bow, in this lies greatness,
Egoists have always faced defeat.

Ghuroor ka sar neecha, hota hai hamesha,
Khaaksaari mein hi, hai sukoon pesha.
The head of pride is always lowered,
In humility alone lies the profession (habit) of peace.

Anaa ke nashe mein, jo choor hota hai,
Woh apnon se bhi, door hota hai.
One who is intoxicated with ego,
Becomes distant even from loved ones.

Apni ta’reef aap, karna hai naadaani,
Khushboo khud bataati hai, phool ki kahaani.
To praise oneself is foolishness,
Fragrance itself tells the story of the flower.

Takabbur ki aag mein, jalte hain rishte,
Pyaar-o-mohabbat ke, kat’te hain farishte (connections).
Relationships burn in the fire of arrogance,
Angels (connections) of love and affection are severed.

Anaa ko chhor kar, dil ko saaf kar,
Mohabbat ki raah mein, khud ko maaf kar. (Doosron ko bhi: others too)
Leaving ego, purify your heart,
In the path of love, forgive yourself (and others too).

“Main, main” ki ratt, shaitaan ka hai kaam,
Aajizi mein hi mile, Allah ka inaam.
The chant of “I, I” is the devil’s work,
In humility alone, Allah’s reward is found.

Jo khud ko bada samjhe, woh sab se chhota,
Anaa ka har da’wa, hota hai jhoota.
One who considers oneself great is the smallest of all,
Every claim of ego is false.

Anaa ki khaatir, jhagde hain fazool,
Mohabbat se raho, yahi hai usool.
Quarrels for the sake of ego are futile,
Live with love, this is the principle.

Takabbur ka anjaam, ruswaai-o-zillat,
Khaaksaari mein hai, izzat-o-azmat.
The end of arrogance is disgrace and humiliation,
In humility lies honor and greatness.

Anaa ka qaidi, tanha hi marta hai,
Mohabbat se khaali dil, sadaa darta hai.
A prisoner of ego dies alone,
A heart empty of love is always afraid.

Apni ghalti maanna, hai bada pan,
Anaa ko paalna, hai dil ka rog pan.
To admit one’s mistake is magnanimity,
To nurture ego is an ailment of the heart.

Ghuroor ne Shaitaan ko, jannat se nikaala,
Adam ki aajizi ne, Rabb ko mana daala.
Pride expelled Satan from Paradise,
Adam’s humility appeased the Lord.

“Sab kuch main jaanta hoon,” yeh hai anaa ki baat,
Ilm ka samandar, hai be-karaan zaat.
“I know everything,” this is the talk of ego,
The ocean of knowledge is a boundless entity.

Anaa ki aag bujhaao, mohabbat ke paani se,
Warna jal jaaoge, apni hi naadaani se.
Extinguish the fire of ego with the water of love,
Otherwise, you will burn by your own foolishness.

Takabbur ki oonchaai se, girna hai laazim,
Aajizi ki pasti mein, hai sukoon daa’im.
Falling from the height of arrogance is inevitable,
In the lowness of humility, there is eternal peace.

Anaa ka sauda, bada mehenga padta hai,
Dil ka har rishta, is se bichhadta hai.
The bargain of ego proves very costly,
Every relationship of the heart parts from it.

Jo doosron ko haqeer, samjhe woh kya jaane,
Khuda ki nazar mein, sabhi hain ik daane (baraabar: equal).
One who considers others inferior, what do they know?
In God’s sight, all are like one grain (equal).

Anaa ki zanjeeron se, khud ko aazaad kar,
Mohabbat ki fiza mein, dil ko aabaad kar.
Free yourself from the chains of ego,
Make your heart prosperous in the atmosphere of love.

Ghuroor ki kashti, doobegi ik din,
Aajizi ka saahil, milega tabhi chain.
The boat of pride will sink one day,
Only then will the shore of humility bring peace.

“Main” se nikal kar “hum” bano toh baat bane,
Anaa ko chhoro toh, rishte sadaa rahein ghane.
Move from “I” to “we,” then the matter will be resolved,
If you leave ego, relationships will always remain dense (strong).

Takabbur ka libaas, utaar phenko tum,
Saadgi ka pairahan, apnaao har dam.
Throw off the garment of arrogance,
Adopt the attire of simplicity always.

Anaa parasti hai, khud-farebi ka naam,
Haqeeqat se doori, hai is ka anjaam.
Egoism is the name of self-deception,
Distance from reality is its end.

Jo anaa ke khol mein, qaid ho jaayega,
Woh zindagi ki khushboo, kaise paayega.
One who gets imprisoned in the shell of ego,
How will they find the fragrance of life?

Allah ko pasand hai, aajizi-o-inkisaar,
Anaa paraston se woh, rehta hai be-zaar.
Allah likes humility and modesty,
He remains displeased with egoists.

Anaa ko mitaa de, toh Rabb ko paayega,
Warna is ghamand mein, khud hi kho jaayega.
Erase ego, and you will find God,
Otherwise, in this pride, you yourself will be lost.