us ki bhi miri tarah thi ik apni kahaani — Shakeel Jazib

yahaan pe kuchh bhi nahin hai baaqi tu aks apnaa talaash mat kar
miri nigaahon ke aaine ab ghubaar-e-furqat se aT gae hain

mujh ko ataa huaa hai ye kaisaa libaas-e-zist
baDhte hain jis ke chaak baraabar rafu ke saath

kyaa karun ai tishnagi teraa mudaavaa bas vo lab
jin labon ko chhu ke paani aag bantaa jaae hai

yaaro duaa karo ye koi haadsa na ho
pahle yuun intizaar mein lazzat kabhi na thi

kyaa kisi ummid par phir se dar-e-dil vaa karun
tujh se baDh kar khud bataa meraa shanaasaa kaun thaa

taaza vaarid huun miyaan aur ye shahr-e-dil hai
kuchh kamaane ko yahaan kaar-e-ziyaan DhunDtaa huun

kyon tasavvur mein ji rahaa huun main
jab haqiqat mein mar hi jaanaa hai

apni anaa ki aaj bhi taskin ham ne ki
ji bhar ke us ke husn ki tauhin ham ne ki

us but-e-kaafir kaa zaahid ne bhi naam aisaa japaa
daana-e-tasbih har ik raam-daanaa ho gayaa

ku-e-jaanaan mein na ghairon ki rasaai ho jaae
apni jaagir ye yaa-rab na paraai ho jaae

ye gum hue hain khayaal-e-visaal-e-jaanaan mein
ki ghar mein phirte hain ham apni justuju karte

jaanib-e-kaaba tu kyuun le gayaa but-khaane se
mujh se divaane ko ai ishq na bahkaanaa thaa