TaTolo parakh lo chalo aazmaa lo — Shamim Abbas

saal, par saal, aur phir is saal
muntazir ham the muntazir ham hain

kabhi mai-kada kabhi but-kada kabhi kaaba to kabhi khaanqaah
ye tiri talab kaa junun thaa mujhe kab kisi se lagaav thaa

aa tire sang zaraa peing baDhaai jaae
zindagi baiTh tujhe chaae pilaai jaae

use na milne ki sochaa hai yuun sazaa deinge
har ek jism pe chehraa vahi lagaa deinge

yaad aati hai achchhi si koi baat sar-e-shaam
phir subh talak sochte rahte hain vo kyaa thi

koi aise vaqt mein ham se bichhDaa hai
shaam Dhale jab panchhi ghar lauT aate hain

shaahraahein dafatan shoale ugalne lag gaiin
ghar ki jaanib chal paDaa hai shahr gheraa kar tamaam

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

zamaana mujh se judaa ho gayaa zamaana huaa
rahaa hai ab to bichhaDne ko mujh se tu baaqi

tumhein fursat ho duniyaa se to ham se aa ke milnaa
hamaare paas fursat ke sivaa kyaa rah gayaa hai

vo na aaegaa hamein maalum thaa is shaam bhi
intizaar us kaa magar kuchh soch kar karte rahe

maarka garm to ho lene do khun-rezi kaa
pahle shamshir ke niche hamin jaa baiTheinge