sahraa pe buraa vaqt mire yaar paDaa hai — Munawwar Rana

miTTi kaa badan kar diyaa miTTi ke havaale
miTTi ko kahin taaj-mahal mein nahin rakkhaa

ab aap ki marzi hai sambhaalein na sambhaalein
khushbu ki tarah aap ke rumaal mein ham hain

kisi ke zakhm par chaahat se paTTi kaun baandhegaa
agar bahnein nahin hongi to raakhi kaun baandhegaa

kuchh nahin hogaa to aanchal mein chhupaa legi mujhe
maan kabhi sar pe khuli chhat nahin rahne degi

kuchh bikhri hui yaadon ke qisse bhi bahut the
kuchh us ne bhi baalon ko khulaa chhoD diyaa thaa

ye soch ke maan baap ki khidmat mein lagaa huun
is peD kaa saayaa mire bachchon ko milegaa

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

main ab har shakhs se uktaa chukaa huun
faqat kuchh dost hain aur dost bhi kyaa

vo habib ho ki rahbar vo raqib ho ki rahzan
jo dayaar-e-dil se guzre use ham-kalaam kar lo

tazkire mein tire ik naam ko yuun joD diyaa
doston ne mujhe shishe ki tarah toD diyaa

ham ko yaaron ne yaad bhi na rakhaa
'jaun' yaaron ke yaar the ham to

ai dost is zamaan-o-makaan ke azaab mein
dushman hai jo kisi ko duaa-e-hayaat de