phuul kyaa Daaloge turbat par miri — Mubarak Azimabadi

dil lagaate hi to kah deti hain aankhein sab kuchh
aise kaamon ke bhi aaghaaz kahin chhupte hain

kuchh is andaaz se sayyaad ne aazaad kiyaa
jo chale chhuT ke qafas se vo giraftaar chale

tiri adaa ki qasam hai tiri adaa ke sivaa
pasand aur kisi ki hamein adaa na hui

tum ko samjhaae 'mubaarak' koi kyunkar afsos
tum to rone lage yaar aur bhi samjhaane se

miri khaak bhi uDegi baa-adab tiri gali mein
tire aastaan se unchaa na miraa ghubaar hogaa

rahne de apni bandagi zaahid
be-mohabbat khudaa nahin miltaa

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

be-ilm shaairon kaa gila kyaa hai ai 'munir'
hai ahl-e-ilm ko tiraa tarz-e-bayaan pasand

sayyaad teraa ghar mujhe jannat sahi magar
jannat se bhi sivaa mujhe raahat chaman mein thi

kahaan milegi misaal meri sitamgari ki
ki main gulaabon ke zakhm kaanTon se si rahaa huun

ai sanam tu vo kanhayyaa hai balaaein luun agar
baansuli ki tarah naalaan hon saraapaa ungliyaan

gulaabon ke honTon pe lab rakh rahaa huun
use der tak sochnaa chaahtaa huun