miri gali ke makin ye mire rafiq-e-safar — Akhtar Hoshiyarpuri

log nazron ko bhi paDh lete hain
apni aankhon ko jhukaae rakhnaa

chaman ke rang-o-bu ne is qadar dhokaa diyaa mujh ko
ki main ne shauq-e-gul-bosi mein kaanTon par zabaan rakh di

Takraa ke sar ko apnaa lahu aap chaaTte
achchhaa huaa ki dasht mein divaar-o-dar na the

baarhaa ThiThkaa huun khud bhi apnaa saaya dekh kar
log bhi katraae kyaa kyaa mujh ko tanhaa dekh kar

kuchh mujhe bhi yahaan qaraar nahin
kuchh tiraa gham bhi dar-ba-dar hai yahaan

main apni zaat ki tashrih kartaa phirtaa thaa
na jaane phir kahaan aavaaz kho gai meri

main baDaa ho gayaa huun magar bachpanaa
mere dil se kabhi bhi gayaa hi nahin

unhein apne dil ki khabrein mire dil se mil rahi hain
main jo un se ruuTh jaaun to payaam tak na pahunche

chaand ne taan li hai chaadar-e-abr
ab vo kapDe badal rahi hogi

havaa shaakhon mein rukne aur ulajhne ko hai is lamhe
guzarte baadalon mein chaand haail hone vaalaa hai

khudaa ke haath mein mat saunp saare kaamon ko
badalte vaqt pe kuchh apnaa ikhtiyaar bhi rakh

zamaana laakh sitaaron ko chhu ke aa jaae
abhi dilon ko magar haajat-e-rafu hai vahi