tire rukhsaara-e-simin pe maaraa zulf ne kunDal — Abroo Shah Mubarak

jaltaa hai ab talak tiri zulfon ke rashk se
har-chand ho gayaa hai chaman kaa charaagh gul

gham siin ahl-e-bait ke ji to tiraa kuDhtaa nahin
yuun abas paDhtaa phiraa jo marsiya to kyaa huaa

kyaa sabab tere badan ke garm hone kaa sajan
aashiqon mein kaun jaltaa thaa gale kis ke lagaa

yuun 'aabru' banaave dil mein hazaar baatein
jab ru-ba-ru ho tere guftaar bhuul jaave

namkin goyaa kabaab hain phike sharaab ke
bosaa hai tujh labaan kaa maze-daar chaTpaTaa

afsos hai ki bakht hamaaraa ulaT gayaa
aataa to thaa pe dekh ke ham kuun palaT gayaa

jab ki pahlu se yaar uThtaa hai
dard be-ikhtiyaar uThtaa hai

kaanTe se bhi nichoD li ghairon ne bu-e-gul
yaaron ne bu-e-gul se bhi kaanTaa banaa diyaa

aql kahti hai dobaara aazmaanaa jahl hai
dil ye kahtaa hai fareb-e-dost khaate jaaiye

aaina khud bhi sanvartaa thaa hamaari khaatir
ham tire vaaste tayyaar huaa karte the

ye vaqt kaifiyaat se bhartaa nahin kabhi
ye jaam ikhtiyaar nahin kar rahaa huun main

zindagi sundar ghazal hai dosto
zindagi ko gungunaanaa chaahiye