sun ke rudaad-e-alam meri vo hans kar bole — Akhtar Muslimi

dehaat ke basne vaale to ikhlaas ke paikar hote hain
ai kaash nai tahzib ki rau shahron se na aati gaanv mein

mire dil pe haath rakh kar mujhe dene vaale taskin
kahin dil ki dhaDkanon se tujhe choT aa na jaae

ek hi anjaam hai ai dost husn o ishq kaa
shama bhi bujhti hai parvaanon ke jal jaane ke baad

fareb-khurda hai itnaa ki mere dil ko abhi
tum aa chuke ho magar intizaar baaqi hai

mere kirdaar mein muzmar hai tumhaaraa kirdaar
dekh kar kyuun miri tasvir khafaa ho tum log

di us ne mujh ko jurm-e-mohabbat ki vo sazaa
kuchh be-qusur log sazaa maangne lage

mere khvaabon ke jharokon ko sajaate rahiye
na sahi vasl magar yaad to aate rahiye

sab ko ham bhuul gae josh-e-junun mein lekin
ik tiri yaad thi aisi jo bhulaai na gai

dil kaa kamra raushni se bhar gayaa
jab jalaa dipak tumhaari yaad kaa

kabhi bolnaa vo khafaa khafaa kabhi baiThnaa vo judaa judaa
vo zamaana naaz o niyaaz kaa tumhein yaad ho ki na yaad ho

kis kaa hai jigar jis pe ye bedaad karoge
lo dil tumhein ham dete hain kyaa yaad karoge

aah ye mahki hui shaamein ye logon ke hujum
dil ko kuchh biiti hui tanhaaiyaan yaad aa gaiin