zamaane ab tire madd-e-muqaabil — Fariha Naqvi

ain mumkin hai use mujh se mohabbat hi na ho
dil bahar-taur use apnaa banaanaa chaahe

vo khudaa hai to bhalaa us se shikaayat kaisi?
muqtadir hai vo sitam mujh pe jo Dhaanaa chaahe

kis kis phuul ki shaadaabi ko maskh karoge bolo!!!
ye to us ki den hai jis ko chaahe vo mahkaae

andar aisaa habs thaa main ne khol diyaa darvaaza
jis ne dil se jaanaa hai vo khaamoshi se jaae

aankh aur baadal donon TuuT ke rote hain
jaane in kaa aapas mein kyaa rishta hai

tumhaare rang phike paD gae naan
miri aankhon ki viraani ke aage

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

zamaana mujh se judaa ho gayaa zamaana huaa
rahaa hai ab to bichhaDne ko mujh se tu baaqi

tumhein fursat ho duniyaa se to ham se aa ke milnaa
hamaare paas fursat ke sivaa kyaa rah gayaa hai

shaahraahein dafatan shoale ugalne lag gaiin
ghar ki jaanib chal paDaa hai shahr gheraa kar tamaam

vo na aaegaa hamein maalum thaa is shaam bhi
intizaar us kaa magar kuchh soch kar karte rahe

maarka garm to ho lene do khun-rezi kaa
pahle shamshir ke niche hamin jaa baiTheinge