mard-e-darvesh huun takiya hai tavakkul meraa — Haidar Ali Aatish

ye aarzu thi tujhe gul ke ru-ba-ru karte
ham aur bulbul-e-betaab guftugu karte

uTh gai hain saamne se kaisi kaisi suratein
roiye kis ke liye kis kis kaa maatam kijiye

ajab teri hai ai mahbub surat
nazar se gir gae sab khubsurat

us gul-badan ki bu-e-badan kuchh na puchhiye
band-e-qabaa jo khol diye ghar mahak gayaa

na paak hogaa kabhi husn o ishq kaa jhagDaa
vo qissa hai ye ki jis kaa koi gavaah nahin

main us gulshan kaa bulbul huun bahaar aane nahin paati
ki sayyaad aan kar meraa gulistaan mol lete hain

kabhi darvesh ke takiya mein bhi aa kar dekho
tang-dasti mein bhi aaraam mayassar niklaa

nigaah chaahiye bas ahl-e-dil faqiron ki
buraa bhi dekhun to mujh ko bhalaa nazar aae

ye baadshaah nahin hai faqir hai suraj
hamesha raat ki jholi se din nikaaltaa hai

ghar-baar chhoD kar vo faqiron se jaa mile
chaahat ne baadshaahon ko mahkum kar diyaa

dekhe na faqiri ko koi shak se hamaari
divaar mein dar bantaa hai dastak se hamaari

aadmi ban ke miraa aadamiyon mein rahnaa
ek alag vaza hai darveshi o sultaani se