yaarab kase hai naaqa har ghuncha is chaman kaa — 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

shaahraahein dafatan shoale ugalne lag gaiin
ghar ki jaanib chal paDaa hai shahr gheraa kar tamaam

yuun to maujud apne ghar mein hai
aadmi mustaqil safar mein hai

safar mein aise kai marhale bhi aate hain
har ek moD pe kuchh log chhuT jaate hain

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

yaar bhi raah ki divaar samajhte hain mujhe
main samajhtaa thaa mire yaar samajhte hain mujhe

barsaat kaa baadal to divaana hai kyaa jaane
kis raah se bachnaa hai kis chhat ko bhigonaa hai