huaa aavaara hindostaan se 'lutf' aage khudaa jaane — Mirza Ali Lutf

yahi to kufr hai yaaraan-e-be-khudi ke huzur
jo kufr-o-din kaa mire yaar imtiyaaz rahaa

khul gayaa ab ye ki vasl us kaa khayaal-e-khaam hai
aaj ummidon kaa dil hi dil mein qatl-e-aam hai

na kar ai 'lutf' naahaq rahravaan-e-dair se hujjat
yahi rasta to khaa kar pher hai kaabe ko jaa niklaa

kyaa sabab batlaaein hanste hanste baaham ruk gae
khud-bakhud kuchh vo khinche idhar udhar ham ruk gae

begaanon ne kabhi na vo kaanon sunaai baat
afsos aashnaa ne jo aankhon dikhaai baat

aaj kyaa jaane vo kyuun aaraam-e-jaan aayaa nahin
harf-e-ranjish kal to koi darmiyaan aayaa nahin

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

khudaa ke haath mein mat saunp saare kaamon ko
badalte vaqt pe kuchh apnaa ikhtiyaar bhi rakh

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

barseingi aaj rahmatein aamad hai yaar ki
naayaab hain ye ghaDiyaan tire intizaar ki

jo ghair the vo isi baat par hamaare hue
ki ham se dost bahut be-khabar hamaare hue

dil ek sadiyon puraanaa udaas mandir hai
umiid tarsaa huaa pyaar dev-daasi kaa