yahi to kufr hai yaaraan-e-be-khudi ke huzur — Mirza Ali Lutf

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

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

huaa aavaara hindostaan se 'lutf' aage khudaa jaane
deccan ke saanvlon ne maaraa yaa inglan ke goron ne

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

kaanTe se bhi nichoD li ghairon ne bu-e-gul
yaaron ne bu-e-gul se bhi kaanTaa banaa diyaa

aql kahti hai dobaara aazmaanaa jahl hai
dil ye kahtaa hai fareb-e-dost khaate jaaiye

aaina khud bhi sanvartaa thaa hamaari khaatir
ham tire vaaste tayyaar huaa karte the

ye vaqt kaifiyaat se bhartaa nahin kabhi
ye jaam ikhtiyaar nahin kar rahaa huun main

zindagi sundar ghazal hai dosto
zindagi ko gungunaanaa chaahiye