dil se miTnā tirī añgusht-e-hinā.ī kā ḳhayāl — Mirza Ghalib

Dil dhoondta hai phir wahi fursat-e-shab-o-roz
Naaz uthana, naaz uthana, naaz uthana

Hazaaron khwahishein aisi ke har khwahish pe dam nikle
Bahut nikle mere armaan, lekin phir bhi kam nikle

bār-hā dekhī haiñ un kī ranjisheñ
par kuchh ab ke sargirānī aur hai

maiñ bhī ruk ruk ke na martā jo zabāñ ke badle
dashna ik tez sā hotā mire ġham-ḳhvār ke paas

dost-dār-e-dushman hai e'timād-e-dil ma.alūm
aah be-asar dekhī naala nā-rasā paayā

nazzāre ne bhī kaam kiyā vaañ naqāb kā
mastī se har nigah tire ruḳh par bikhar ga.ī

ranjish hī sahī dil hī dukhāne ke liye aa
aa phir se mujhe chhoḌ ke jaane ke liye aa

andāz-e-bayāñ garche bahut shoḳh nahīñ hai
shāyad ki utar jaa.e tire dil meñ mirī baat

baḌe baḌe ġham khaḌe hue the rasta roke rāhoñ meñ
chhoTī chhoTī ḳhushiyoñ se hī ham ne dil ko shaad kiyā

ab to ye aarzū hai ki vo zaḳhm khā.iye
tā-zindagī ye dil na koī aarzū kare

dil nā-umīd to nahīñ nākām hī to hai
lambī hai ġham kī shaam magar shaam hī to hai

dil ajab shahr ki jis par bhī khulā dar is kā
vo musāfir ise har samt se barbād kare