siine mein zabt-e-gham se chhaalaa ubhar rahaa hai — Arzoo Lakhnavi

us shaan-e-aajizi ke fidaa jis ne 'aarzu'
har naaz har ghurur ke qaabil banaa diyaa

khizaan kaa bhes banaa kar bahaar ne maaraa
mujhe do-rangi-e-lail-o-nahaar ne maaraa

aap apne se barhami kaisi
main nahin koi aur hai ye bhi

hasraton kaa dil se qabza uTh gayaa
ghaasibon ki hukmraani khatm hai

khamoshi meri maani-khez thi ai aarzu kitni
ki jis ne jaisaa chaahaa vaisaa afsaana banaa Daalaa

phir chaahe to na aanaa o aan baan vaale
jhuTaa hi vaada kar le sachchi zabaan vaale

gham hai na ab khushi hai na ummid hai na yaas
sab se najaat paae zamaane guzar gae

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

ye aansu ponchh lijiye aur muskuraaiye
chaara nahin hai koi bhi rukhsat kiye baghair

hindu se puchhiye na musalmaan se puchhiye
insaaniyat kaa gham kisi insaan se puchhiye

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

ishq udaasi ke paighaam to laataa rahtaa hai din raat
lekin ham ko khush rahne ki aadat bahut ziyaada hai