aap ke dushman rahein vaqf-e-khalish sarf-e-tapish — Jigar Moradabadi

sab ko ham bhuul gae josh-e-junun mein lekin
ik tiri yaad thi aisi jo bhulaai na gai

meri nigaah-e-shauq bhi kuchh kam nahin magar
phir bhi tiraa shabaab tiraa hi shabaab hai

vo nazron hi nazron mein savaalaat ki duniyaa
vo aankhon hi aankhon mein javaabaat kaa aalam

nigaah-e-shauq ne mahshar mein saaf taaD liyaa
kahaan vo chhupte ki aankhon mein the samaae hue

ham kahin aate hain vaaiz tire bahkaane mein
isi maikhaane ki miTTi isi maikhaane mein

aadat ke baa'd dard bhi dene lagaa mazaa
hans hans ke aah aah kiye jaa rahaa huun main

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

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

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

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

tujhe kis baat kaa gham hai vo itnaa puchh lein mujh se
vo itnaa puchh lein mujh se to phir kis baat kaa gham hai

zakhm kahte hain dil kaa gahna hai
dard dil kaa libaas hotaa hai