fursat mein ik nafas ke kyaa dard-e-dil sunoge — Mir Taqi Mir

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

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

ijz-o-niyaaz apnaa apni taraf hai saaraa
is musht-e-khaak ko ham masjud jaante hain

dil ki yak qatra khuun nahin hai besh
ek aalam ke sar balaa laayaa

mire saliqe se meri nibhi mohabbat mein
tamaam umr main naakaamiyon se kaam liyaa

chalte ho to chaman ko chaliye kahte hain ki bahaaraan hai
paat hare hain phuul khile hain kam-kam baad-o-baaraan hai

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

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

ek naghma ik taaraa ek ghuncha ek jaam
ai gham-e-dauraan gham-e-dauraan tujhe meraa salaam

naghmon ki ibtidaa thi kabhi mere naam se
ashkon ki intihaa huun mujhe yaad kijiye

jo dard ki aam ho gayaa hai
vo dil ko haraam ho gayaa hai

gham-e-maujud ghalat aur gham-e-fardaa baatil
raahat ik khvaab hai jis ki koi taabir nahin