kisi tarah na tilism-e-sukut TuuT sakaa — Aslam Aazad

doston ke saath din mein baiTh kar hanstaa rahaa
apne kamre mein vo jaa kar khuub royaa raat bhar

dhuup ke baadal baras kar jaa chuke the aur main
oDh kar shabnam ki chaadar chhat pe soyaa raat bhar

main ne apni khvaahishon kaa qatl khud hi kar diyaa
haath khun-aalud hain in ko abhi dhoyaa nahin

apnaa makaan bhi thaa usi moD par magar
jaane main kis khayaal mein auron ke ghar gayaa

hamaare biich vo chup-chaap baiThaa rahtaa hai
main sochtaa huun magar kuchh mujhe pataa na lage

na dasht o dar se alag thaa na jangalon se judaa
vo apne shahr mein rahtaa thaa phir bhi tanhaa thaa

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

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

main ne apni palkon par gham-kade sajaae hain
aarzu ke maatam mein sogvaar hasti hai

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

ham haal to kah sakte hain apnaa pa kahein kyaa
jab vo idhar aate hain to tanhaa nahin aate