ye kyaa ki hamin marte rahein lutf to jab hai — Meer Mehdi Majrooh

kisi se ishq apnaa kyaa chhupaaein
mohabbat Tapki paDti hai nazar se

shaghl-e-ulfat ko jo ahbaab buraa kahte hain
kuchh samajh mein nahin aataa ki ye kyaa kahte hain

itnaa mardud huun ki Dar hai mujhe
qabr se pheink de zamin na kahin

apni kashti kaa hai khudaa haafiz
pichhe tufaan hai saamne girdaab

kyuun paas mire aa kar yuun baiThe ho munh phere
kyaa lab tire misri hain main jin ko chabaa jaataa

churaa ke muTThi mein dil ko chhupaae baiThe hain
bahaanaa ye hai ki mehndi lagaae baiThe hain

sabhi se jab mohabbat chaahte ho
mohabbat kyon nahin karte sabhi se

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

dil ki qimat to mohabbat ke sivaa kuchh bhi na thi
jo mile surat-e-zebaa ke kharidaar mile

aankhein jo uThaae to mohabbat kaa gumaan ho
nazron ko jhukaae to shikaayat si lage hai

koi mausam bhi sazaa-vaar-e-mohabbat nahin ab
zard patton ko havaaon se shikaayat nahin ab

ishq vajh-e-zindagi bhi dushman-e-jaani bhi hai
ye nadi paayaab bhi hai aur tufaani bhi hai