meri ye aarzu hai vaqt-e-marg — Ghamgeen Dehlvi

vo lutf uThaaegaa safar kaa
aap-apne mein jo safar karegaa

jaam le kar mujh se vo kahtaa hai apne munh ko pher
ru-ba-ru yuun tere mai piine se sharmaate hain ham

mujhe jo dosti hai us ko dushmani mujh se
na ikhtiyaar hai us kaa na meraa chaaraa hai

haath se mere vo piitaa nahin muddat se sharaab
yaaro kyaa apni khushi main ne pilaanaa chhoDaa

kiyaa badnaam ik aalam ne 'ghamgin' paak-baazi mein
jo main teri tarah se bad-nazar hotaa to kyaa hotaa

koi samjhaao unhein bahr-e-khudaa ai momino
us sanam ke ishq mein jo mujh ko samjhaate hain log

miri tamannaa hai ab ke tum phir milo to ji bhar ke muskuraaein
ki dekhnaa hai ye raushni kaa safar bahut der baa'd jaa kar

bas ek pal ki tamannaa-e-vasl ki khaatir
tamaam 'umr lagaa di gai sanvarne mein

kabhi khauf thaa tire hijr kaa kabhi aarzu ke zavaal kaa
rahaa hijr-o-vasl ke darmiyaan tujhe kho sakaa na main paa sakaa

khvaahish sab rakhte hain tujh ko paane ki
aur phir apni apni qismat hoti hai

chhup nahin sakti chhupaane se mohabbat ki nazar
paD hi jaati hai rukh-e-yaar pe hasrat ki nazar

tiri vafaa mein mili aarzu-e-maut mujhe
jo maut mil gai hoti to koi baat bhi thi