kuchh der to is aql ko aaraam diyaa jaae — Moid Rasheedi

itnaa aasaan nahin lafzon ko ghazal kar lenaa
shor ko sher banaane mein jigar lagtaa hai

vo chaahte hain ki har baat maan li jaae
aur ek main huun ki har baat kaaT detaa huun

ab eatibaar nahin meri jaan kisi kaa nahin
charaagh sab ke liye hai dhuaan kisi kaa nahin

havas ki dhuup mein phailaa hai shor-e-khalq-e-khudaa
sunaa kisi ne nahin bastiyon mein girya-e-khaak

bichhaDte vaqt kahnaa thaa bahut kuchh
main kyaa kahtaa judaa hone se pahle

jab bhi aql banaati hai pahlaa misraa
dil ko misra-e-saani honaa paDtaa hai

sabhi se jab mohabbat chaahte ho
mohabbat kyon nahin karte sabhi se

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

maangti hai ab mohabbat apne hone kaa subut
aur main jaataa nahin izhaar ki tafsil mein

mohabbaton ke kai rang ruup hote hain
fareb-e-yaar se koi gila nahin karte

'aalam' dil-e-asir ko samjhaaun kis tarah
kam-bakht e'tibaar ke qaabil nahin hai vo

ham apne ishq ki ab aur kyaa shahaadat dein
hamein hamaare raqibon ne mo'tabar jaanaa