puchhaa jo shabaab-e-bashari chashm-e-fanaa se — Shad Lakhnavi

lagaa ke ThaT hai har suunaa muraadi
tamannaa-e-dili nikle kidhar se

khudaa kaa Dar na hotaa gar bashar ko
khudaa jaane ye banda kyaa na kartaa

visaal-e-yaar se duunaa huaa ishq
maraz baDhtaa gayaa juun juun davaa ki

na taDapne ki ijaazat hai na fariyaad ki hai
ghuT ke mar jaaun ye marzi mire sayyaad ki hai

javaani se ziyaada vaqt-e-piri josh hotaa hai
bhaDaktaa hai charaagh-e-subh jab khaamosh hotaa hai

ham na bigDeinge agar chasm-numaai hogi
phir kahin aankh laDaai to laDaai hogi

gham hai na ab khushi hai na ummid hai na yaas
sab se najaat paae zamaane guzar gae

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

husn jalva dikhaa gayaa apnaa
ishq baiThaa rahaa udaas kahin

ishq udaasi ke paighaam to laataa rahtaa hai din raat
lekin ham ko khush rahne ki aadat bahut ziyaada hai

qismat mein khushi jitni thi hui aur gham bhi hai jitnaa honaa hai
ghar phunk tamaashaa dekh chuke ab jangal jangal ronaa hai

dard-e-dil aur jaan-levaa pursishein
ek bimaari ki sau bimaariyaan