cup mein garmi dikhaa rahi thi bahut — Sabir Aafaque

mujh ko lagtaa hai ghaDi jis ne banaai hogi
intizaar us ko bhi shiddat se kisi kaa hogaa

maut aa jaae vabaa mein ye alag baat magar
ham tire hijr mein naagha to nahin kar sakte

puchh us shakhs se main jis ko nahin mil paayaa
main tujhe jitnaa mayassar huun tiri qismat hai

bahut hi khushki mein guzri hai is baras holi
gila hai tujh se ki giilaa nahin kiyaa mujh ko

vasl ko maan ke taraste hain mire bachche bhi
kaifiyat hijr ki mujh par hi nahin taari hai

andhere kaa tasavvur kyaa hai bolun
andheraa raushni se chal rahaa hai