zindagi main bhi chalungaa tire pichhe pichhe — Qateel Shifai

duur tak chhaae the baadal aur kahin saaya na thaa
is tarah barsaat kaa mausam kabhi aayaa na thaa

yuun barasti hain tasavvur mein puraani yaadein
jaise barsaat ki rim-jhim mein samaan hotaa hai

aakhri hichki tire zaanun pe aae
maut bhi main shaairaana chaahtaa huun

nikal kar dair-o-kaaba se agar miltaa na but-khaana
to Thukraae hue insaan khudaa jaane kahaan jaate

kyuun sharik-e-gham banaate ho kisi ko ai 'qatil'
apni suuli apne kaandhe par uThaao chup raho

apne haathon ki lakiron mein sajaa le mujh ko
main huun teraa tu nasib apnaa banaa le mujh ko

kam-umri mein sunet hain
mar jaate hain achchhe log

zindagi tu bhi hamein vaise hi ik roz guzaar
jis tarah ham tujhe barson se guzaare hue hain

afsos umr kaT gai ranj-o-malaal mein
dekhaa na khvaab mein bhi jo kuchh thaa khayaal mein

umr hi teri guzar jaaegi un ke hal mein
teraa bachcha jo savaalaat liye baiThaa hai

idhar to tuul diyaa hai umiid ko us ne
udhar hayaat ataa ki hai mukhtasar mujh ko

bas ek pal ki tamannaa-e-vasl ki khaatir
tamaam 'umr lagaa di gai sanvarne mein